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Heaven’s Truth

The turtle’s shell awaits the fog of the morning.
The beavers sleep quietly in their dirty den.
The stones are surrounded by filthy grass on the riverbank.
The snake’s prey is slowly dragged into the winter’s snow.
The frosty sleet drizzles in the rapids.
The mist of the river is like a duck’s autumn.
In the glow of the morning a squirrel jumps
from pebble to pebble
just like jumping from
sunrise to sundown.
In the wave’s darkness, I rest next to the windy stream.
The moonlight glows on the oyster’s cave.
The soil covers the moist leaf.
The pine trees sing a never-ending song
to the end of the poem’s shadows.


Scott Laffler, Age 10 (2002 Grant Prize Winner)
Barnwell Elementary School
Alpharetta, Georgia
Teacher: Danelle Chereck

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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