A Tragic Lesson to Learn!
“Now Sally you’re not being very kind or nice, you must learn to share.”
“Give your little brother that comb or brush so he can comb his hair.”
“But Mommy it’s mine and besides Bobby’s hair looks just fine.”
“Why can’t he do without or get his own just like I got mine.”
“Sally someday you will learn that it’s better to share than not.”
“For youd have double the toys to play with, which is more than you’ve got.”
“I don’t care a bit about that Mommy, for I’ve outgrown all his toys.”
“Besides all the toys that Bobby has got, are just for little boys.”
“Okay, but consider the consequences your selfishness might bring.”
“I don’t care about that Mommy I’ll be fine, I don’t need a thing. “
“Sally went off to play not realizing what she might have done.”
“For she just taught her little brother that not sharing could be fun.”
It didn’t take long for her to learn a very tragic lesson in deed.
For Bobby found his daddy’s gun and followed his sister’s lead.
“No, its mine,” he said to her as she tried to take away the gun.
The gun exploded violently and Little Bobby’s life was done.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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Debbie
So very well stated - your words drive home so many of life's important messages . . . thank you!!
LOve and Hugs,
Lance
If you have intruders...that old good baseball bat will do, believe me.
Georg
Edwin
A good message with this poem. Thanks Bonnie!!!
Sandie Angel :(
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <