A Teenage Tragedy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A tale of teenage tragedy.

Submitted: December 13, 2006

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Carved upon a tree somewhere,

One heart, two names, inscribed with care,

A testament to love so fair.

How long ago it seems.

 

Sweet sixteen and filled with joy,

A beautiful girl, unworthy boy,

Things started out a little coy.

How silly that now seems.

 

First holding hands, and then a kiss,

These little things they brought such bliss,

This innocence we both would miss.

Least that’s how it now seems.

 

For soon a kiss was not enough,

Our bodies yearned for stronger stuff,

But holding out was pretty tough.

Old-fashioned, though that seems.

 

Eventually, the day did come,

We took our chances, had some fun,

And in the night, the stork did come.

Stupidity, it seems.

 

As threats between our parents flew,

My love for you just grew and grew,

But could the same be said of you?

How insecure, that seems.

 

The arguments began to grate,

Our love was in a dire state,

On splitting up, we’d contemplate.

Selfish though that seems.

 

Then comes the day that changed our lives,

The baby’s born, the baby dies,

The pain, oh Lord, please hear our cries.

How bloody cruel it seems.

 

Appears you couldn’t stand the pain,

Found dead in the bed in which we’d lain,

My life will never be the same.

A tragedy, it seems.

 

So every year, sleet, hail or snow,

I visit our tree and the tears do flow,

And, like my love, I watch it grow.

But, oh, how long ago it seems.


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