Kendra's Poem

Intro to Kendra’s Poem

This is a poem I wrote sometime when I was around 12 yrs old from what I recall. I had already called myself Kendra when I was a young child.

                              Kendra’s Poem

I am Kendra, a seed without life.

I lie below this dark path, full of pain and strife.

Feet trample on me, it is water I really thirst.
Rain falls to the ground, will this drink be my first?

No, it seems it is my tears, I cry for endless days.
Nothing will break this beaten down path, so I will remain in a haze.

My days turn to years, I wonder, will I ever grow?
I watch my sisters bloom, I guess I will never know.

What it is to blossom, show my petals and leaves.
So I remain below this human path, unless it somehow heaves.