Monday, August 3, 2009

I Remember - a poem

Here's a poem written by my eldest son when he was 9 1/2 years old. He was a member of their school's Young Writers' Club when he was in Grade 3. This is his original poem, published in the school's quarterly newsletter.

I Remember

I remember the good times and the bad times.
I remember the time my dog killed a big, fat rat.
I remember the dreadful smell,
the gore, that awful sight!

I remember winning a medal, its weight around my neck.
I remember how hard I worked for it,
the positions of the pieces on the chessboard,
the look in my opponent's eye, the sound of my heart beating.

I just remember.