I AM THE ROSEMARY BUSH
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Madison Rice, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2019
I see the soldiers walk past me everyday.
I hear the bullets going past me and hearing gun shooting that gets louder every time.
I feel the dirt flying on me getting brown as the war goes on.
I smell the blood from a soldier laying on the ground trying to safe his life.
I am the rosemary bush.