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Crossing El Desierto
When you cross the frontera you
Go with sed y calor, you feel
Happy porque you
Are going con un companero
But at the same
Time tu te sientes triste because
You and him are illegals.
They are walking thorugh
el norte but as they walked
they saw a cactus, green like a lime
they saw a man
and they asked him por aqua
but he no los escuchaba
because he was running
and he was old.
They started to walk again
with no comdida.
Una amiga se cayo y su companero
was still walking tan rapido.
She saw a tuna en el nopol
and she cut it con sus dientes.
El Sol estaba muy caliente como una quemazon.
Walking again pero ella sola,
She stopped because it was noche
se perdio. It was hard to sleep
because the noche estaba muy fria.
She sonio que se was in el rio drinking agua
y cuando se desperto she was
in the same place.
No one was there, estaba sola
no one came
except the moon, and in the light
she could see su companero
walking towards her.
Diana Ortiz, Age 11
Pueblo Gardens Poetry Club
Tucscon, Arizona
Teacher: Molly McKesson
