Little Jackets
by Bonnie M Torrente
Saturday, September 20, 2003
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I walk through the elementry school everyday with my dog Tyson. All the little jackets I see everyday, inspired this poem. |
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Little Jackets
Little Jackets on the ground,
School kids playing all around.
Flung aside in haste to run,
A giggling mass of daughters and sons.
Little Jackets on the ground,
Kicked and dragged and pulled around,
Brand names strewn about the grass,
Shunned by tots in first grade class.
Little Jackets on the ground,
Red and blue and green and brown.
Broken zippers, buttons a miss,
All in tact at the school bus kiss.
Little Jackets on the ground,
Gathered for the lost and found.
The rich and famous, dirty mound,
Of little jackets on the ground.
COPYRIGHT©2003 BONNIE TORRENTE
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| Reviewed by John Hutchinson |
10/7/2003 |
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| You do so much with so little my friend, Good one! |
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| Reviewed by Jack Roberts |
9/23/2003 |
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I love this! Very nice!
Jack |
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| Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader) |
9/22/2003 |
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{{{{Bonnie}}}}
What a beautiful and precious write, ahhhhh I agree with Bhuwan...now I am nostalgic too!
((((Hugs))))
~Nikki~ |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
9/22/2003 |
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| well done! enjoyed reading.... |
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| Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya |
9/21/2003 |
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| I am now nostalgic my friend...thanks for sharing this sweet write.....BHUWAN |
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| Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader) |
9/20/2003 |
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How adorable and vivid is this little tune!
A great time to be alive and running free... |
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