I took a seat
Right by my window
One early Friday morning
To see a girl
No younger than me
Staring me back
With eyes of despair.
I knew right then,
With her telling me,
She has heart failure,
A tumor in her brain,
And leukemia in her bones.
Her blood was thin
And abnormal.
She'll bleed on and on
With just one paper cut.
I saw it in her eyes,
I saw it in her tears.
She doesn't want
Another free soul.
Then, one early morning
On an April day,
I looed out my window
To see she was gone.
My body grew in panic,
Had she had died?
I look down
To the lot
Searching fast
For a face so familiar.
Then I saw her,
Jump roping with other kids,
But before long,
SHe ran to a corner
Right by the steps
And coughed up blood.
So much that her mother
Had to call 9-1-1.
I watched her on the ground
So helpless,
So carefree.
Her body was paralyzed.
No movement
From neck to toes.
I knew then
She was in shock.
As she was carried away,
Her eyes wouldn't leave this very window
That I stared at her
From months before.
A few days
Have gone by,
Since that tragic incident.
I heard news from the neighbors
The poor girl had died.
I didn't show up
To her funeral,
But left flowers
By the steps.
I gave sorrows to the mom,
And watcher her move away.
I cried for a week straight
Not leaving that window
That I first saw her face.
It all struck me dead
How we never said
The words "Hello,"
We had never waved
At one another
But in our hearts,
We knew it was true.
I went by the cemetery,
A year after that day we met,
I laid down a dozen roses
On the cool Earth
That beneath it all,
Lied a poor helpless girl
No younger than me.

-Hi, thank you for reading my poem. You might think this is something true,
but it's not. I got inspired to write it one night by a small nose
bleed. I hope you have enjoyed it and thank you for comments!!


 
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