~Ashes, Ashes~

When my son was in 8th grade, Language Arts, the class was asked to write an original poem or rewrite a poem after a class discussion on terrorism. This is what he wrote.  I have shared it before but wanted to share it again. 

Ashes, Ashes

Fire, ash, cries

For help, jumping

From high

It can’t be long,

It’s falling over

Fire, ash, cries

For help,

We must help

It has fallen

Hit the other

We must help

Sirens roar, rushing

To help

Fire, ash, cries

For help, but we can’t

It is over, it is

Done, they are gone

But in the ashes a phoenix will

Rise