Just Wondering

• Madelet Herholdt, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

is there really opposites?
why can't different be simallar?
even life and death
lead off the other.
theings aren't always black and white,
instead many shades of grey.
it would seem to be a scale
or a repeating circle
why can we not accept
life as it should be?
where things simply are or were
i'm not perfect.
i don't wish to accuse
i simple hope for
a bit more understanding
and a little harmony.