Poem: “A Snapshot of Me”

A Snapshot of Me

I was in the fifth grade at my graduation
Inside my school lunch room
I had a big smile on my face
Because this was the first time I graduated from anything
And the last time too
I had on a white shirt and black pants and a black tie
I thought I was the best-dressed person in the room
Even though everybody else had on the same thing

2 Comments

  1. trey on August 11, 2011 at 10:44 AM

    aye yo ihope you get out soon and live a good life when you get out.

  2. AC on October 3, 2012 at 4:01 AM

    Great poem. You put a lot into those eight lines. I hope you have another snapshot in your future that is even better than that day.

  3. kassidilenae on December 19, 2020 at 5:43 PM

    Thank you for your vulnerability! Never let others define your worth. Recognize your shortcomings, but cherish your accomplishments. Even the small ones!

    KC

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