It’s a flower that has arms,

to have the hands that write such charms!

only goes by one name,

that should never be considered by shame.

It is a rose!

In such a flowery pose.

Never feeling alone,

always at home.

Peace shall follow thee,

and I shall grant them happiness,

for eternity!

Zaynab (9)

Fall Leaves Dance Away- By the Poet Child

As the fall mist turns to frost,
Summer mourns at what it lost.
The days of Jumping in the pool
have turned to days of more and more school.
The leaves dance away hand in hand
venturing to a different land