By: Andrew Scott/Junior Writer
My car is crashed,
My bike is broken.
My scooter sucked and
My feet were fragile.
It’s fine though, for I have a son,
That I would provide for without worry.
I get up each day to get a living
So my son can soon go to college.
I must move on
Because I can’t imagine
Doing what my dad did to me
Parents are here to provide
There’s just no need to justify
We live in a time where times are tough
But my son will not know what happens when I’m not home
My car is crashed
My bike is broken
But I get where I’m going
Because I don’t know any different
Please note: The author of this poem is Andrew Scott. Check out some of his other pieces here!