Living Each Day
If today could be yesterday, we’d never see tomorrow. If tomorrow was the day before, we'd all be in such sorrow. If I could tell the future, I’d put it in my past. If tomorrow is anything like today, I’m sure it won’t last.
Yesterday wasn’t as good as today, and tomorrow might be better for some, live today like there is no tomorrow for tomorrow may never come.
Teddi Daeffler
Weedsport High School, Grade 9
Remembrance
Do you remember the time in third grade when I broke my foot on the monkey bars, or
the time we spent working on cars?
How I was always too happy when your weekend had finally come, so we could play
basketball one on one.
Or the time we were at camp and we went tubing in the river, and the night you made
dinner and found out I don’t like liver.
When we went to lights on the lake and my feet had caught on fire, or the day on the
highway when we got a flat tire.
I know you don’t remember when I sang at our school, or the time me and my sister
layed in the sun at Grandpa’s pool.
The day I was chosen in chorus to sing soprano, or the time I spent teaching myself to
play the piano.
You probably don’t remember how I cried when you said you and mom were splitting up,
or the sadness I felt when you weren’t home when I woke up.
I can never forget the pain you caused when you weren’t home at night or how often you
and mom would fight.
Your addiction to alcohol and how mean you would get, how I waited for you and at the
window I would sit.
I will always remember these things and I really don’t know what for, this is my way of
letting out my pain ‘cause crying only hurts me more.
Teddi Daeffler
Weedsport High School, Grade 9
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