I sat by the fire looking into it Listening to the crackling Adam walks over,sits by me and asks, "Oh, Ali whats wrong. Tell Uncle Adam all 'bout it." I smile knowing there is something wrong, but I say, "I'm fine Uncle Adam. There is nothing wrong. And if there was I could explain it." He says ok and walks over by everyone else and leaves me there alone I get up from the fire and walk over by the tress I lay there watching the peaceful sky The peaceful sky The peaceful sky
Reason for writing:
This is a true story that happened at my best friend's Bon Fire party. Adam (my friend) asked me what was wrong and I repliedthe way I did in the poem. I now call him Uncle Adam.
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