The Elephants

• Madeleine Stratmann, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2007

Far across the horizon,the elephants march.
Crashing down trees,
Too many to count.
The windy, endless desert slows them down,
But they still slowly march on.
The herd is dying,
100 to 3
then 3 to 2
And finally 2 to 1.
But he still marches on.
He is fading too.
But he just makes it home.