Poet: Carl Sandburg
They Will Say
Volume: Chicago Poems
- Chicago Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1912
Poem of the Day:
Nov 27 2010
Comment 2 of 2, added on March 2nd, 2013 at 6:45 AM.
, “why does he look so frizzed?”. And you peenig on my backpack, and going on the school bus and everyone saying ewew something smells. I remember one day saying to my brother and his friend Max how much I love Bandit, I love, love, love , love Bandit, and Max telling me “if you love him so much then why don’t you Marry him” and I said fine I will. And I told my sister I am going to Marry Bandit, and she said “No, no….first he has to be your boyfriend, and then he has to be your fiance9, and then you can get Married to him” So I told family that Bandit is my boyfriend…I could not figure out why they looked concerned . When I was a teenager and never around, I would always wake up with you in my bed. I always use to say to you, how I wish you were human, because you would be the best boyfriend. When I would cry, you would be there, and when I was sick you would be there. You were there for a long time in my life. And when I moved away from home, I always thought of you, and one day living with you again. And then you did get to live with me again, for three more years. I would have gotten you sooner, but at the time Stephen had Snoogans, and he was a really hyper cat, and I did not know Snoogans well enough at that time. I was scared of what he might do to you, and as time went on Snoogans calmed down, and I got to have you again. On Wednesday, February, 2nd 2012 you passed away in my arms. The pain in my heart and the loneliness I feel, I heard will one day get better, all I need is time. I really hope that I will get to be with you again. You were one of a kind. You lived to be 19 years old. Even if you were to live longer, I understand now, that there would never be enough time with you. I am thankful that I got to have you a second time in my life. I miss your kisses and purrs and waking up with you in the bed. I miss calling your name. I miss kissing you, and hugging you, and carrying you in my arms, and falling asleep with you. I miss you drinking out of my water glass. I would always have to bring two cups of water, one for me and one for you. I miss coming home and you being there. Reading a book or watching TV or a movie, you were there. Your daddy and brother miss you just as much as me. Your will always be in their hearts. Oh my Begie I really miss you so much. You really did have my heart. I miss you and I will love you for always, I will love you forever, as long as I am living in my heart and mind you will be.
Comment 1 of 2, added on December 8th, 2008 at 12:03 PM.
this is very beautiful poem highlighting a very bad but a commonly practiced social problem of "child labour".reading of this poem makes u think for a while..
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