POEM STARTER

Submitted by Cassandra Elliot 🌹

Write a poem or short story that embodies the feeling of being chosen last.

Run

Kindergarten started with fire and air raid drills

All the kids lined up with wide eyes and thrills


I of corse was the smallest one in the class

Last in line as the taller kids saw the glass


Out on the playground playing with the red ball

Excited kids lining up to play my name not a call


So I sat under the old oak tree and read my book

Didn’t care about the game so I didn’t even look


Years went by and I continued to read and write

Ignoring the climbing rope in the gym not right


So here I am in high school and running track

I did a seven minute mile with a letter on my back

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