Under My Tree

• Sarah Lewis, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2018

I sit and watch from under my tree
They all play tip
But never with me
They call me loner and weirdo too
I've done nothing wrong
I wish they knew
I had a friend her name was Delilah
Best friends forever
Then comes Piper
She took her away
My only friend
And she started rumors I couldn't end
So I sit alone under my tree
Quietly hoping
They’ll play with me.