Saturday, July 26, 2008
Go Wolverines!

I sit with my father
Watching the game.
He laughs and cheers loudly
While I sit, silent and solemn
I take a bite of my pop-tart,
Toasted far too much
The crusty purple pastry

falls

to

pieces

In my hands
Now I stay here,
Attempting to repair
The irreparable

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