Your First and Last Breaths

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July 16, 2010 by WITS Houston

On the grass
gazing at the clouds
in the day
not too sunny
looking up
my family is what I see
my best friends
ones I treasure
circulations, the cycles we go through
the feelings of kicking my first goal
saying goodbye to great friends
each shape
hanging up for each one of these
all mixed together
each a different seed
makes me what I am today
circulations, the cycles we are still going through
when we are born
all we see is darkness
when we die
all we see is darkness
these shapes are even flashbacks
from dark feelings and memories
first breaths of life.

by Amritaa, 6th grade
Inspired by Calder’s Mobile


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