This poem is based on a true incident that happened when I was in pre-school. I have always been a very sensitive child and I was hurt when my younger sister was born. I thought I won't be loved the way I was loved... But, well I am loved even more. I go


Papa

I am sorry, I ran away that day
When you went off to buy vegetables after school
I was so sulky.
I thought I did not matter to you
And I wanted to get lost somewhere;
So that I would matter.

For the first time I realised,
How big a small town could be!
And how scared I can be,
When you are not around.

I did not want to get lost;
I wanted to exist to matter.
And when I found it later
That you kept searching for me,
Leaving aside all your works;
I realized, I matter.

Since then, I have tried to follow you,
As my world has turned bigger and I feel smaller.
And though at times you do not show
I know that I matter to you.




Poetry by Amy Valentina
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Written on 2009-11-03 at 09:12

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ngaio Beck
A true love story.Beautifully written.
2010-02-02