I was sitting with my nine year old this evening talking about the tragic shooting in an elementary school just like his. This poem came from that conversation with my little man.

I Love you Connor




Daddy daddy
Tell me why
Why do children

Have to die

I want to play
And run around
I want to smile
But now I frown

It’s just not fair
That we must hide
Run in fear
Or cry inside

Make them stop
Being so mean
Make them stop
Taking my dream

All I want
is to be me
All I want
Is to live free

Mommy mommy
Please don’t cry
Please just tell me
Why oh why



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