Elizabeth Kaulinan Poem

Alone on my birthday i have never been before,
Dad at camp and am home alone,
 seven months have passed and Peters still gone.
Now mothers a nurse, oh what an outburst
Grandparents, grandmother, uncles,
 and aunts Annie and Herdel are scattered around town.
Sadly i am alone in my kitchen,
 i even cooked my own meal,
I Am writing on my bitrhday,
and Today I Am Sixteen.

-Alejandra