Poetry Friday: My Grandfather

September 10th, 2010

This week we have another student poem from third-grader Carter White. The poem appears in Ralph Fletcher’s book, Boy Writers: Reclaiming Their Voices.

My Grandfather
by Carter White

Blinded from the light
Above
Him my helpless grandfather
Lays
In his bed.

The light bright gray, calm, and
Blinding.

I walk in and see him.
I feel sad yet I
Feel happy that he is
Getting better.

He looks at
Me with
Dull eyes and a
Pale
Pale
Pale face
I hear foosteps outside the room
Sounds of
Runny noses and
People wiping away tears.
I leave the room.
I look back and
See the tube in his
Arm.
A sick face.

When I shut the door
I wonder
What does he feel
Like?
Will he have cancer
Again?
Was he sad like we
Were?

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  • 1. Poetry Friday: There Was &hellip  |  September 10th, 2010 at 1:49 pm

    […] I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer) 27. Father Goose (“ Sweet Charlotte Rose”) 28. The Stenhouse Blog (My Grandfather) 29. Picture Books & Pirouettes (All- American Jump and Jive Jig) 30. Blue Rose Girls […]

  • 2. Mary Lee  |  September 11th, 2010 at 6:29 am

    Powerful.

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