At most times its quiet.
Other times it's not.
You'll hear laughter of children,
Playing along singing and cheering a lot.
Many people come and go.
No one is here very long.
For the economy is bad,
And many can't pay their monthly sum.
I see most.
I mostly see it all.
Everything that happens in this community,
When things seem up, and when things seem to fall.
I've been here all my life and have seen most,
From friends hanging out together,
To when they begin to fall out.
Like I said,
Most times its quiet,
Other times its not.
There is one thing that will not change,
The laughter of children playing and cheering together will never fade.
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3 comments:
I like how in your poem you always relate back to no matter what the children are always going to be laughing. Only one suggestion, in the last stanza, take out and like I said because it sounds a awkward.
I really like your poem. The only thing that does not sound good to me, is when you say "to when they begin to fall out," it does not sound good with the other two lines. Using a different word could help the flow, or even just saying to when they fall out makes it flow much better.
Great poem. I liked how you wrote about children because every single one of us had a childhood and most likely at some point, played with other children in the community. I belive that sounds of children's laughter and play make up half of the community. It makes the area seem brighter and more lively.
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