I wonder why . . .

This was a poem I made about a boy for a contest. Not enough people entered so mine didn't even get to be judged. But it's still my friends favorite piece.

 I wonder why
the sky is blue
why the grass is green
and there is morning dew

I wonder why 
that should even matter
when I see your face
I become mad as a hatter

Every time I see you, 
I couldnt really care
if there was morning dew
or if I could breath air.

At that moment there was only you
and my heart ached
because you never knew.

 

Author's Note

Unrequited love hurts . . .

Reviews

[Gigi]

Didn't I read this one before? Is this about the tall gangly asian?... I'm racist

[Kelley]

love is all that matters......I like this!
Your a pretty good writer how come
you don't have more writing on your page?

Thanks for sharing.

Kelley