The following poem, The Gift, was written by 37 third graders as a response to the 9/11 attacks in New York City. The school actually faced
the World Trade Center, and the children wrote this looking at the empty space where it once stood. The Gift I am a gift My respect is green and blue Like fresh water flowing through my tears And it is filled with kindness and love My heart is like iron That will never break apart And burns brighter than the sun Love is like a diamond shining Kindness is like a bird flying These help bring peace To make the world a better place My friendship is like a blanket That feels warm, cozy and safe Friendship is a puzzle whose pieces will not scatter I am a gift that forgives you My heart comes blind. ========================================== jr -- The silver-list is a moderated forum for discussion of colloidal silver. To join or quit silver-list or silver-digest send an e-mail message to: silver-list-requ...@eskimo.com -or- silver-digest-requ...@eskimo.com with the word subscribe or unsubscribe in the SUBJECT line. To post, address your message to: silver-list@eskimo.com Silver-list archive: http://escribe.com/health/thesilverlist/index.html List maintainer: Mike Devour <mdev...@eskimo.com>
