poetry and random things

she draws

A kid in my class loves draw

Though not like you or me

She draws with her flaws

Her pen a knife

Her ink costs her life

Every day she hides her art

With a smile, she'd say

please go away

For us, the sun is shining

To her, the moon is rising

She doesn't like the art of food

It's too colorful for her mood

Her paper skin full of art

Covered with red marks

Once she ran out of ink I let her

Borrow mine

I think it's only fair

I should share

Since she showed me her art

The other kids hate her

The teacher made her stop her art

But she just turned and left

She's gone now I'll miss her art

I begin to draw as well