Past Poems, Present Thoughts

This is another poem that I found from last year in 7th grade. I thought that maybe posting a new poem every week would help make my blog stronger. I chose this poem this week, because it talks about one of my favorite places in the world, and once again incorporates my grandfather who died from Lung Cancer. However, I am in a lighter mood in this poem then in the poem I posted on my blog last week about my grandfathers death, Little Blue Boat, because whenever I think of Place de Vosges, I lighten up, and I know my grandpa does too, wherever he is.  Can you guys figure out what this special place of mine is? Can you find my deceased grandpa in the poem?

Place des Vosges

I think of you

In this place too

I think of him

And peace within

I think of her

When everything else

Is just a blur

I would want to fly

Very

Very

High

To reach this place

Where I can think

And not sink

Into the deaths

Of the robotic cycle

We

Call

Life