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Hay Un Rio Oscuro

There is a dark river
In the gutter of the street
In front of my school.
It was born in the rain
And isn’t flowing anymore.
It’s sort of sad
With drops of gasoline
And a red wrapper
Some kid tossed
After eating a candy.
But although it’s sad and filthy
It carries the shadow of my face
The tattered clouds
And in white and black
The whole sky.

Hay un rio oscuro
En la alcantarilla de la calle
En frente de mi escuela.
Nacio de la lluvia
Y ya no corre mas.
Se queda triste
Con gotas de gasolina
Y un papel rojo
Que tiro un nino
Despues de comer un dulce.
Pero aun triste y sucio
Lleva la sombra de mi cara
Las nubes andrajosas
Y en blanco y negro
Todo el cielo.

Michelle Diaz Garza, Age 9 and Rosa Baum, Age 9
Linscott Charter School
Watsonville, California
Teacher:Margaret Knox Baum

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