Snapshots from Green Victoria (tedwords) wrote,
Snapshots from Green Victoria
tedwords

This is not mine, but I read it tonight and kind of liked it, although it makes me very sad.

Once on a yellow paper with green lines he wrote a poem,
And his teacher gave him an "A" and a gold star,
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door,
And read it to all his aunts.
That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo and let them sing on the bus,
And that was the year his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair,
And his mother and father kissed a lot, and the girl around the corner sent him a valentine signed with a row of x's,
And his father tucked him in bed a t night, and he was always there to do it.

Once on a white paper with green lines he wrote a poem,
And he called it "Autumn" because that was the name of the season and that's what it was all about,
And his teacher gave him an "A" and told him to write more clearly,
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because the door had just been painted.
That was the year the kids told him Father Tracy smoked cigars and left the butts in the pews,
And that was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames,
And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed lot,
And the girl around the corner laughed at him when he went to see Santa Claus at Macy's,
And his father never tucked him in bed at night, and got mad when he got sad and cried for him to do it.

Once on a piece of paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem,
And he called it "Question Mark - Innocence?" because that was the name of his girl and that was what it was all about.
And his professor gave him an "A" and a strange steady look,
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never let her see it,
That was the year Father Tracy died and he caught his sister kissing on the front porch,
And he forgot the end of "Apostles Creed",
And his mother and father never kissed anymore or even talked,
And the girl around the corner wore too much make-up,
And he coughed when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway,
And at 3 A.M. he tucked himself into bed, his father snoring soundly.

That's why on the back of a pack of matches he tried another poem,
And entitled it absolutely nothing because that's what it was all about,
And he gave himself an "A" and a slash on each damp wrist,
And he hung it on the bathroom door because he never reached the kitchen.
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