This poem for
This poem for
a girl that
I am friends with.
I try to
hold you but
instead you walk away.
I try to
comfort you after
he died in Iraq.
I try to
help you but
you walk away.
I was trying
to but instead
you push out
the way so
I am going
to walk out.
This poem is
reminder of what
I could have
for you.
I try but
not anymore.
-Gene Conner
July 23, 2006