Writing

Congratulations to our five award winners! Their art is displayed here and on the following five pages of The Voice.

My face is a mix of my parents'

I have my dad's eyes

And hair

I have my moms features

And skin tone

But it all pulled together

To make my face

My face with brown hair and eyes

Pink lips

My hair is brown

It doesn't have highlights

Or a red tint

It doesn't shine

In the sun

It's just brown

It's not long

Or layered

There's no light brown

Hidden in the dark brown

If your eyes were the ocean, I'd swim in them.

If they were the sky, I'd fly in them.

Collecting crystals as blue as your eyes,

I wonder what I could see inside?

I was given

A single crimson rose

Once

I loved it,

Took care of it,

Cut the stem because it was too long.

I kept the stem too

Imagine being in a place 
that everyone promised was safe, 
yet being chased 
by a weapon 
at the age of only eleven.