Last Chance

• Tiana Athanasiou, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2017

The only sound I hear is the blades scraping into the river
My whole family starts to shiver.
As the ice begins to break
My whole body starts to shake.
No one heard me screaming;
No one exists ... no one's breathing
I've got no family anymore
I'll be going to an orphanage forever more.
No one's here for me, I wish they were
They left so quickly, it was such a blur.
I can wish for my family to come back
But I can look after myself and make my own track.