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    When I was a little girl
    my mother died.
    She died at home
    and I was by her side.
    I was so sad,
    I cried and cried.
    And I would not play
    or go outside.

    My mother was gone.
    She was no longer there.
    No one to wash
    or comb my hair.
    Or fix my breakfast
    or pack my lunch,
    or bake me cookies
    like Oatmeal Crunch.

    She was no longer there
    to wipe up my messes,
    or buy me shoes
    or fancy dresses.
    She was no longer there
    to hug and kiss.
    And those are things
    I really miss.

    I did not think
    I would survive.
    When I lost my mother
    I was only five.
    But I am still here
    as you can see.
    Because of my

    Miss Sally next door
    was always there
    to dress me up
    and style my hair.
    And hold my hand
    as I walked to school.
    And buy me ice cream
    to keep me cool.

    And whatever time
    that she had free,
    she would always come over
    to check on me.

    She would buy me dresses
    and fancy shoes.
    And read me poems
    by Langston Hughes.
    Without Miss Sally,
    where would I be?
    She was part of my

    When the City found out
    that my mother had died,
    They set up a scholarship
    and I applied.
    And despite such
    great adversity,
    I attended
    a great University.

    First I got
    my Bachelor's degree,
    which was followed by
    a Master's Degree.
    My Momma would be
    so proud of me
    because today
    I have a Ph.D..

    And the successful person
    that you see
    is because of my
    Without my City,
    where would I be?
    It was part of my

    A Community is a place
    where people live.
    A place where neighbors
    learn to share and give.
    A Community is all
    the people there
    who are kind enough
    to show they care.

  • #2
    I had entered this poem in the 2016 poetry contest but there were so many poems with the same title it got lost among them! So, I decided to share it here as well!


    • #3
      I remembered that being the theme and wondered... The more specific you were about details (i.e. Oatmeal Crunch cookies), the more it touched me. You've fashioned a tale in which those surrounding this child built a new support system which helped to overcome early adversity. Still, it tells the tail of an individual who made the decision to work hard in spite of all obstacles. Nice message on this one too.


      • #4
        Thank you RhymeLovingWriter Comments like yours will make me a better poet


        • #5
          This is a lovely story about thankfulness for support and the understanding that it didn't have to be there, Rhymeboy, told wonderfully in rhyme. With so many poems entered in the contest I don't know how the judges had the time and ability to sort through them all.


          • #6
            Nicely done. Quite touching.


            • #7
              Thank you Muttado1sb for taking time to review my poem! I really appreciate your thoughtful comments!


              • #8
                Thank you AlexandratheLate I always appreciate your inspiring comments as well as your beautiful poetry! It's been a while since our last correspondence.


                • #9
                  This is a touching reminder of how important generosity is.

                  How important an expansive, inclusive view of family is.


                  • #10
                    Thank you DWAYNE ! Thanks for taking the time to read my poetry I appreciate your wonderful comments


                    • #11
                      Very good. I like it. You do well!!!


                      • Rhymeboy
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                        Thank you very much! I really appreciate your comment