Schlappi said <br />let's make a braid. <br />To run away <br />from every day. <br />Life is not meant <br />to be so bent. <br />Let's bury books <br />and hide in nooks <br />report cards too <br />so they accrue <br />the dust of age <br />not parents' rage. <br />So let us run, <br />there won't be fun. <br />We did not ask <br />to be the mask <br />of your demise <br />or clear blue eyes. <br />Would we be nuts <br />to have the guts? <br />I do not think <br />that on the brink <br />we could let go. <br />And that you know.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/high-school-report-card/
