When tears fall
And wet my cheeks...
I want nothing more
Than for a hand
To be there to catch them.
When something
That makes me happy occurs,
I want nothing more
Than for a camera
To catch the memory.
When out of
Spite I throw something
Precious,
I want nothing more
Than for a friend
To catch it.
When I trip
And fall,
For anyone,
I need nothing more
Than for you
To catch me.
I am 14 years old and my dad died when I was 2 months old and I still have a good mom and brothers. Plus there is this one girl that I love and she likes me to but she has a boyfriend.
Catch Me When I Fall
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with permission of the Author.
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