The Stories I MakeA Poem by RaivuThe story of an artist and a writer, myself. I'm not a GOOD writer by any means, but I enjoy it :) And this is how I feel holding onto the passion of being an artist since babyhood.As a baby, I scribbled. I scribbled on the walls. I scribbled on the bathtub. But they weren’t just scribbles.
Josh made a turkey. Chris made a boat. Evan made a cat. In 6th grade, we had to write a debate essay. Josh debated politics Cindy debated crime Evan debated time. I made stories. In 10th grade, people found their interests. Josh wanted to make houses. Cindy wanted to make toys Chris wanted to make profits Evan wanted to make noise I made stories Now Josh is a cop Cindy is a nurse Chris is an alcoholic Evan drives a hearse I make stories These stories are you These stories are me These stories express simplicity But one thing I know That these stories can’t tell Is my pencil and paper sure do me well. © 2010 RaivuAuthor's Note
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