Brok3n [by August Schwaner, age 11]

Note: My son August, age 11, wrote this poem this morning. 

Brok3n

The wind blows
It does nothing
The rain falls
It does nothing
Yet if you were the rain
Or the wind
You would cry out
“Remember me too.”
And if you were yourself
You would already be doing that
Oddly, I’m ready.
I don’t know what for.
But I know if the wind and the rain stops
I’ll cry out
“Somebody Break Me”
And the stars will reply
“Not yet.”

9 thoughts on “Brok3n [by August Schwaner, age 11]

  1. Lynne Burnett

    Wow! “Somebody Break Me”!? Unforgettable! This poem could be a broadside – it’s so beautiful and pure in its intensity, I revel in reading it over and over.

    Reply

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