My Poems

Below is a poem I wrote about Nick when he was very young.

I Wrote this when I was 12 years old:

It was raining and my friend had gone home. I was sitting in the car, it was dark and empty. But in a way it was full of sounds and weird feelings. The rain drops hitting seemed like small men tapping all around me. A cat passed. The rain slowed and I ran for the house.