Hard Times

• Matilda Long, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2019

They come & go like the seasons
But stand out like the hairs on your legs
Coming & going, coming & going.

Hitting you like a storm,
with waves of tears & clouds of confusion
Coming & going, coming & going.

Pain, rage, agony & sadness.
Mix of emotions bottled up,
waiting, stiring, bubbling & ready to burts...Pop!

trickling down, overflowing & overcoming you like a tsunami.
Crashing & coming, crashing & coming.
A ray of sunlight, chasing away the storm. A beam of hope!
A friend, reletave or aquantence lending a hand.
Until the next season.
Coming & going, coming & going.