April 19, 2012 by WITS Editor
–Inspired by the Cy Twombly Gallery
I feel the sorrow going through my veins
as I jump into the pond.
I sink, the crystal clear tree
reflecting in the lake.
I fall with my joyless life,
sink and sink into the green.
I land on a fish. We
swim into an underwater land.
My sorrowful face turns
joyful, like finding a smiling pot of gold.
There is no hole in my heart anymore;
gray rainy clouds suddenly break
into blue, a gold flaming sun.
by Malia, 4th grade
This poem is featured as part of the 2012 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more.