Poetry by Jackie

I would trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday, I'd plan out everything I'd do and know just what to say. If I could take back time and
Votes: 90   

Rating: 4.38

Published: Apr 2009
This is written about my cousin Mark who committed suicide on my seventh birthday. I wrote this poem (and several others) to help me remember him and express my feelings about the suicide.
Votes: 25   

Rating: 4.12

Published: Jul 2009
He is supposed to be my best friend
Votes: 55
Stories: (1)
  

Rating: 4.22

Published: Jul 2009
A poem I wrote to get over the suicide of a close family member/friend.
Votes: 80
Stories: (1)
  

Rating: 4.47

Published: Jul 2009
There was once a horse named Cracker Jack, and he had a little girl sitting on his back. Her grandpa walked along her side, holding the reins tig
Votes: 6   

Rating: 3

Published: Jul 2009
He taught me how to build a fire; he gave me hope and desire. He taught me how to build a chair; he told me that life wasn’t fair. He watche
Votes: 44   

Rating: 4.55

Published: Jul 2009
My Grandpas were very different but they both always loved me
Votes: 13   

Rating: 3.69

Published: Jul 2009
A disease call Alzheimer’s
Votes: 26   

Rating: 3.96

Published: Jul 2009
There were good times and bad, the good times were great and the bad times were sad. We would tell stories and play dress up with her jewelry,
Votes: 8   

Rating: 4.25

Published: Jul 2009


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