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Saturday, June 5, 2010

STUDENT POET OF THE DAY: LINDSEY DODGE


Lindsey Dodge, a sixth grader at Macon Middle School in Franklin, has written a touching poem about the loss of her grandmother.

EVERYTHING

Everything is the same
Her clothes still hang in the closet
Pictures sit there gathering dust

There's still her place on their bed
Pawpaw doesn't disturb

by Lindsey Dodge

Lindsey's parents are Beth Simons and Paul Dodge of Franklin, North Carolina.

5 comments:

DeadMule said...

very nice poem

Vicki Lane said...

I am feeling increasingly hopeful for the future of poetry! Thanks, Lindsey and thanks, Kay!

Kathryn Magendie said...

Lindsey, in case you come by: - what a beautiful and heartfelt poem- I hope you keep writing!

Glenda C. Beall said...

So much said in such few words. Lindsey, your poem is deeply touching.

willow said...

Simple and poignant. Well done, Lindsey.