Estelle

What would happen if we were all were blind? 

Would it not matter what you looked like if nobody could see you?

Think about,

Would we not have had wars?

Would we not be racist?

Isn't it odd,

How this world has changed

Once the earth was a chunk of rock,

Then it was blue and green

 Life was life and death was death,

Everything in harmony

I wonder about many things

and I wonder about loss

not just loss 

but how people handle it,

some are sad

some are angry 

some cry

some are shocked

some blame

Every time I walk by that house the air gets colder. It’s like time stops around that house. There is never a squirrel in the yard. The birds even fly around the house. When I walk to school I have to walk by that house.

Bags heavy on our backs

Sweat dripping down 

Fluttering leaves in the canopy

Shady shadows dance and shuffle

Roots reaching across the path

Saplings reach towards the sun

The soft trickle of a stream

The sounds we make are a delight to the ear
bark,cluck,achoo
the sounds we make never disappear
buzz,eek,ow
a story told only with sound
tweet, splat, eeww
it is not likely to be found 
hiss, bump, clatter