What They Expected
(thinking of Sandy Hook After Obama’s Speech 1/5/16)
to hold a pencil
(which is actually kind of hard
to get right)
to learn to type
to stand in line,
maybe leaning a little–okay, super-a lot
maybe on
their best friend–
it was a joke!
to eat lunch stalked only
by the smell
of ketchup,
maybe too of milk, maybe even
chocolate milk.
to do a bunch of stuff
again
and again
and again
to get really good at it.
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A draft poem for Real Toads Open Platform hosted by Kerry O’Connor. This has been edited slightly since first posting.
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