Screens

2019 3rd & 4th Grade Poetry Winner

People moving forward never moving back;
missing all the moments in the memories they lack.
Fingers moving fast, heads looking down;
staring into space blocking out the sound.
Sitting on the subway or walking down the street;
you do not see their faces, you only see their feet.
I argue with my brother, I have to make my bed;
good or bad I like these memories safe inside my head.
I’d rather have mistakes to remember and forgive;
Than spend my life knowing I haven’t really lived.
You can go on staring at your pixelated screens;
But I’ll be busy living and remembering my dreams.