My Family
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Sarah Davis, Grade 5
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Poetry
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2019
As soon as I got there I used a tissue.
Because I am always going to miss you.
Ever since that day I've had a broken heart.
As if somebody shot me with a painful dart.
They gave me gifts to make me feel good.
But soon after I understood.
They only wanted me to slave away.
I didn't even get a daily pay.
Things were hard.
I knew I would always be scared.
It was like my heart was a lock
and I needed a key.
Maybe that key was my family.
I didn't have any siblings it was just me.
Is it too hard to want my family.
I know it will always be like this.
But I just want my one wish.
MY FAMILY