Grace O.

I Am a S’more

I am Sammy the s’more

I wonder if you will eat me

I hear someone nibbling on my brother  

I see a hand reaching out to grab me

I want to run away so I don’t get eaten

I am feeling scared as I am being eaten

I pretend I am already in s’more heaven  

I feel weird being in someone’s inside

I touch nothing, I am grossed out

I understand I got eaten

I say “ My life as a s’more is coming to a end”

I dream to be a real s’more again