
Here's a poem I wrote when I was 9 years old. I remember being very self satisfied, proud even. I thought it was definitely better than my first one, although it still had my mother worried. LOL!
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Beyond the mist and lurking shadows
you hear the wind blow through the meadows
the old owl hoots once or twice
you hear the scatter of the mice
Then all at once a creature appears
with no happiness or cheer
just fear and doom
and wishes to never return to the tomb.
All the villagers let loose a cry
viewing such a monster in the sky
but all is not lost
says the witch doctor passing by.
For if the sun rises full and clear
the loathsome creature shall disappear.
The scared villagers watch the sky
no sign of hope in their eyes
while hours and hours pass by.
Finally the deed is done
bursting through the clouds
soon comes the sun
And yes, that sun is full and clear
and the lurking creature disappears.
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me



Comments (3)
Wow,,,so much talent even at such a young age. Makes sense :)
the poem is beautiful and its significance is early talent. Whoever reads it will see that its writer is more mature than 9 years. very good
Very good, especially when considering your age when you wrote it! Great work.