Thursday, December 16, 2010

Another Dior Hartje Poem!

The Hope of New Snow

The white below my feet, so innocently soft
Soon is blackened from the dirt we fling,
Our once clean feet are dark with filth.
Yet, soft flakes will fall again;
Cover our mistakes with a new innocence.
New life, like new snow, offers hope to children
Once pure,
Now begrimed by the world.

--Dior Hartje (Grade 9)


Alice C. Linsley said...

Good work, Dior! This poem speaks truth eloquently.

poetreader said...

so much in so few words, and such depth of vision in one of so few years. I am impressed.

Dior, good work!

Alice, where do you find this brilliant and thoughtful young people?


Alice C. Linsley said...

Ed, I don't look for them. Usually, God brings them to me! They are a true blessing. :)