Thursday, July 9, 2015

Poetry

Responding to a prompt in writing, Adaley wrote this...


The heat from the 
fire blazing so high, that's red.
The juices from a perfectly ripe 
cherry, that's red. 

The squeal from a fire truck 
rushing to help, that's red. 

The prick from a thorn
from a rose, that's red.


- Adaley Rhea


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