A Friendly Place

• Kayla Wilson, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

One day I wake up in a new place.
A place that I have never seen.
It’s a place tunnels maybe filled with love.
Animals pretty like rainbows.

As I walk through the tunnels I feel pain in my legs.
I feel like I have walked for a hundred years.
But suddenly I hear tis crack, what is it?
I think is anything bad going to happen to me?
What will I do? my heart stats racing as fast as the speed of light.

I hear this voice, I can’t recognize whose it is.
I hope it is my family, please I beg.
I still walk with this voice in my head

As I walk day and night goes past.
I think this tunnel will never end.
I know I will get out of here because I will never give up finding home.