As you die on your own inside of the sand boxes you played in as you were a kid.
[[One. I love this line. Two. I also love how you always refer to the time as a kid, as if it was a forgotten time. I don't know. =) ]]
This is one of my favorites of yours. I'm not sure why. It inspired me to write my poem [you've read it] and that should say something.
You did a great job here; I really love the comparison to the crayons. I absolutely adore that part. =]
Laura is lucky she has a poem from you; she'll love it/loves it, I'm sure.
"Young man.. could you be of some help and lend this old man a light?"
But I've got the words selfish and ungrateful running through my veins,
You can see the very words swimming underneath my sun burned skin,
^^. The best lines throughout. Kinda sad that I don't know what to say about this one though.. it was very good, don't get me wrong. -shrugs- 4.5/5