Secrets Out - Poem

Secrets Out I am eight I speak I speak about how I was told to keep secrets I speak about what the secrets were What my grandpa said about my step mother Everything said My dad calls them Tells my grandparents what I said My grandfather He doesn't speak He ignores me for a month And I to him Until My uncle Who he lives with Breaks the silence I feel this sense of relive Happiness drifts over me Like a summer breeze My grandfather apologizes I am happy I am grateful