I smell paint,
……..water,
…………….smoke,
……………………candles.
I taste water,
……..sadness,
…………….ink.
I see blotches of ink and paint,
……..faces in doorways,
…………….fires,
……………………numbers floating.
I hear crying in the wind,
……..rain,
…………….dirt,
……………………flames.
I am in a city wrecked by a hurricane.
……..Trees I have known
…………….blown over.
Several houses
……..knocked down.
Patches of grass and flowers are still left.
Almost everything is wet.
Some people have no food or water.
……..You can taste the fear in the air.
I am now in a very colorful place.
Kids are laughing and playing at school.
No sense of sadness
……………………Anywhere.
There are poems on buildings
And flowers blooming.

By Abby, 3rd grade
[photo by Melinda Applegate via flickr]

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2009 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

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