A Girl, Sitting Alone

With one of my tutoring groups, we recently spent time writing our own poetry. The students work harder if they see me doing the same assignments I give them. When we are finished, we take turns reading aloud what we have written.

When I wrote this poem, I didn’t have any particular person or situation in mind. By the time I finished the poem, I realized it has a lot in common with my youngest daughter, who is challenged by being the only “anglo” student in a school filled with Navajo students. Some days, she has friends to play with. Other days she gets ignored.

Last weekend, we rescued this puppy after church. The poor guy was starving, wandering the countryside desperately searching for food and water. Anna and two young friends from church guarded the puppy from being driven off by other yard dogs during the morning service. We brought the puppy home, warning Anna that he might not live.

As you see by the picture, Blaze is alive and well, full of energy and whines and licks: Anna’s new best friend!

A Girl, Sitting Alone

Written 03-12-12

 

A girl, sitting alone,

with tears running down her face,

wishes she had a friend

to spend time with her.

 

With tears running down her face

the girl looks around,

trying to find a smile

or someone moving toward her.

 

The girl looks around,

enjoying the bright blue sky,

smiling at the children around her

playing so loudly.

 

Enjoying the bright blue sky,

sitting quietly by herself,

the girl relaxes

into the warm spring day.

 

Sitting quietly by herself,

the girl dreams about her dog

who is always her friend,

waiting for her at home.

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