War

• Holly Thorp, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

War,
Loved,gone,hiding,
shelter,
Crying,pain,bullets fire,
wishing they never did what they did,
can't sleep,hurts my head,
gets worse every second,
blood everywere from boys lying there,
sitting there for days,
makes me cry,
hearts broken from all of this,
wifes sit there wishing there
loved ones would come back,
but they don't,
they will always be love,
and rememberd from this day,
because they did it for us,
THE END