New Life
by Xander Riley

A slap, a cry,
A new life starts.
A bike, scabbed knee,
Then broken hearts.

A hand, a ring,
Two become one.
A job, hard work,
Free time? There's none.

A stick, it's pink.
The months fly by.
Sharp pain, hard push,
A slap, a cry.

© Copyright 2008 Xander Riley
This was a short poem I
wrote one morning after a
weird dream.
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