A Romantic Poem

It’s All Your Fault

©2015 Mollie Pearce McKibbon

My eye is black because of you;

You don’t know what you put me through.

My nose is swollen, a tooth is loose,

I think it’s time we called a truce.

I know just how this war began;


I had to prove I was a man.

But Sam is big and Sam is tough

And I think I have done enough

Damage to his chin and cheek.

Perhaps I’ll get a chance to speak

And say,”Let’s just forget this fight,

Or we’ll be wearing ice all night. “


It’s all your fault we’ve had this spat.

Sam used to be my friend in fact

Until you flashed your bright blue eyes

And tossed your curls at all the guys.

I’ve never felt this way before

Until you walked in through the door.

It’s all your fault; you are to blame,

Grade six will never be the same!

By mpmckibbon

I am a pastor/writer/illustrator and I am a happily married grandmother. My passions are drawing, painting, writing and making crafts. I write, edit and publish a magazine for hospice patients, and residents of retirement homes and nursing homes.

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