Hi Everyone,
I was working in school on a poetry assignment and found Haiti an excellent topic to write about. Here is my sonnet about the Haitian children we are running to help.
Young boy - he’s just twelve, his house is a mess
Worn clothes hanging loose, fall off his shoulder
His look of sorrow, and deep dire distress
Cares for his siblings, since he is older.
Scavenging each day, supplying their needs
Just enough money to buy food to eat.
Brothers and sisters, their one meal he feeds,
No toys for Christmas nor shoes on their feet.
A makeshift family, struggling to live,
Father and Mother both killed in the storm.
Growing up quickly, although they’re just kids,
Wrapped up together to try to stay warm.
Living on the street as one, they do roam,
No one to love them or give them a home.
Levi
