This poem was written for my Intro to Creative Writing class - my 1st poem |
I abandoned my teddy bear in Santa Cruz As I left, I felt him begging me to bring him We drove in bumper-to-bumper traffic and listened to the choir of engines sing I found new teddy bears to keep me company, so I don't need him anymore Still, I heard his call My father married someone new a few years later The house was full of new people to talk to and play with Still, I heard his call I made 6 years' worth of memories with a new friend She gave me love I never knew was possible The call seems farther away The doctor said she was getting better, but she still laid in bed I made promises I wasn't sure I could keep I can barely hear him anymore My brother has joined the frontlines today He wanted to escape the warzone in our living room I can't hear his call anymore The black sheep of the family ran away from the flock He wanted to become the shepherd There is a new call I hear This time it is my own voice While they have begun their own stories It seems that I have gone right back to where I started This time, as the abandoned teddy bear |