Less than a mile from home: A poem about the Boston Marathon bombings

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I remember that fateful day

Less than a mile from home.

When a bomb exploded near the finish line

Of the Boston Marathon

I was taking a stroll in the park with my mom

And we got a call from our neighbor, who was running

That a bomb exploded

“3 killed, nearly 130 injured”

That warm spring day quickly turned into the worst day of my life

We stayed up all night, watched the news

The reporter assured us, “Everything will be alright.”

But we still went to bed with heavy hearts.

4 days later, locked in our house, we heard that the bomber was

Less than a mile from home.

We locked our doors, closed the windows

And I weeped tears of sympathy

For those whose lives were lost

On that fateful day

Less than a mile from home.

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Author: amazingmaisie28

Hey! I'm Maisie! I love writing, reading, singing, acting, hip-hop dance, and yoga. Bryana Salaz is life.

3 thoughts on “Less than a mile from home: A poem about the Boston Marathon bombings

  1. Maisie
    This posting was sensational.it was moving and clearly described.
    Keep on writing.
    We love you
    Granny and Gramps

  2. Very touching
    Grandpa

  3. Maisie dear, your beautiful poem tugged at my heart. You,re are a born writer. xxxooo Aunt Marilyn

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