The Giraffe Blog – Poems by Virgenal Owens

Not sure where friends went
After 6th grade
All of that evaporated away
Dispersed and fade to gray
We grow, some leave
Most stay, some pass away
Some locked up to this day
Look at old graduation photos
Caps and gowns
Friends get capped
Black suits, black gowns, for black faces
We never leave traces
Those who left
To other places
Carry trauma 
And they ponder
If joy was left 
In 6th grade too 

~Written By: Virgenal Owens