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Fear Becoming Reality

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

I’ve never known fear before,
not until May 4, 2010, when my world
came crashing down.
The fear of losing my mom,
the most amazing woman in my life,
was set in my mind.
All my family and friends gathered
at the hospital.
All wanting to hear the news.
Did she make it? Was she going to be okay?
The look on my aunts face said it all.
The fear of losing my mom
had just become
Reality.

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That Hollar

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

It’s a small hollar
that runs beside my house.
I played there every summer
with my cousins, aunts, and uncles.
We looked for salamanders all day
until our bucket was full.
That hollar is where I spent most of my childhood days,
but looking back on it now,
the hollar that I enjoyed so much as a kid,
is now just a quiet little stream.

Worst Cook in America

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

I come from a family of amazing cooks,
but I am far from amazing.
They can make the best cakes, or pies, or
anything you can think of.
But me,
I could probably burn water.
I want to learn,
but no one will teach me.
I want to keep the cooking tradition going,
but the way it’s going now
that’s not going to happen.

The Way Home

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

You will come to a little hollar
where everyone is one big family.
Houses line both sides of the road,
squeezed together like sardines in a can.
This is the hollar that will to you to my house.
As you drive down the one lane road,
you will see friendly faces and
people hard at work.
A small brick church will appear on the right.
That’s the church where I’ve gone since I was little
and continue to go to today.
Past the church live many of my cousins, aunts, and
uncles.
On a hill sits a small white house that
holds many of my greatest memories.
That house is where I love to be,
It’s Home.

I Wasn’t Ready

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

My mother cheers for me
as I’m standing on the mound
trying to strike out the batter.
1,2,3 – she’s out.
Heading toward the dugout
a scream catches my attention.
It’s my sister.
My mom was laying motionless on the ground
next to my aunt.
Everyone surrounds her trying to get her awake.
Nothing works.
As we call for an ambulance,
the team gathers in the dugout to pray.
We see the ambulance approaching
after what seems like forever.
Hurrying to the hopsital, I pray and pray
that this ain’t the end.
We arrive and wait to hear the news.
My aunt comes out, her head down and
all I hear is,
“I’ll take good care of you.”
The tears flooded from my face.
My mother was gone.

And I wasn’t ready.

Kool-Aid Catastrophy

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

All I wanted was some juice.
Dump the powder, add water, and stir.
What’s so hard about that?
A three year old could make this,
but no, not a 16 year old.
I poured the water and stirred
and stirred until it was mixed.
Finally I could enjoy my glass of juice.
As soon as it hit my mouth
I was sick to my stomach.
Bitter Kool-Aid.
Who does that?!
I knew I couldn’t cook but
I didn’t know,
I was that bad.

If Only

Posted: October 10, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA

If only I could have known what was about to happen.
We could have gotten you to the hospital.
You complained about not feeling good all day,
but we paid no attention.
Tomorrow makes 2 years since this incident.
If only I could hug you one last time.
If only I could hear you laugh, that same laugh
that made everyone smile.
If only I had the chance to say goodbye..
If only I could have known…