I Forgot Milk Spoils

by Aerin Haro

Warmth on my hands

Cold fingertips melt away

I am reminded of small love

So I laugh at your word play

But nothing is meant to last

Not forever at least

So I forget

That milks spoils

Sour in taste

It wasn’t the toothpaste

That made it this way

Sometimes things need to end

And the best I could’ve done

Was dump the milk away

Though I miss a chance

It will come again

Through an unexpected way

Because you will be here to stay

Always

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about the author

Aerin Haro is a proud senior at Miramonte High School. Currently residing in

Walnut Creek, she has a love and passion for creative writing, journalism, and

recently has been attempting poetry. She has also been producing artwork of

colorful characters for 8 years now to accompany the stories she writes. In her

free time, she practices piano, dance, and martial arts.