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Kiana Jackson
Poems
Feb 2010
In Our Creek
He yelled at me again
He hit me again
He made me cry again
So I go to my creek
I sit on the green grass
And put my feet in the cool water
The wind blows my hair back
And I begin to sing
I sing softly
I sing quietly
But it doesnβt keep
You from hearing
You seem to
Always know
When I need you
To come and comfort me
You kneel down
Right beside me
You put a hand
On my shoulder
I look into your eyes
And you see my tears
You pull me into a hug
And thatβs all I need
Of course you know
That it happened again
You ask me where
And I raise arm
You push my sleeve
Up my arm
You kiss the bruise
That was beginning to show
Looking at the bruise
Brings more tears to my eyes
It makes me tremble
It makes me remember
I try to stand
You have to help
I still shake and you
Pick me up into your arms
I laugh as you
Spin me and spin me
You twirl me around
You stop and bend to kiss me
You set me upright
On my feet
You take my hand
And I lean against you
You hug my waist
You kiss my hair
A smile, my smile
Replaces the tears
We walk back
To my creek
Our creek
Our place
We get into
Our creek
We splash each other
In our creek
We laugh
In our creek
Troubles disappear
In our creek
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Kiana Jackson
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