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Hoppy Bunny-




by MN teacher: Mrs. B (5)
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My Grandmother
Running in the backyard,
Black lustrous hair,
Swishing in
The air.
Eyes shining like
The star.
Cherry lips forming
A smile.
Laughter
And more
Laughter.

Father comes out
Carrying a
Huge bamboo stick.

Laughter fades away
And she
Begins to cry.

BAM!
The stick hits her
Legs hardly and
Water drips
From her
Eyes.

Grows bigger
And bigger
And
She weds.

Later,
They have four
Children.

Three boys
And
A girl.

The children grow
And they
Wed.
No one left
Except she
And her
Man.

He dies
And only
She is
Left.

Sad and lonely
No one
Comes.

Just visits,
Never
A stay.

The youngest gets
A daughter
That
Is me.

I go to see
Her,
My old fragile
Grandmother.

She smiles and
Says:
“How cute you
Are”.

Many years after
My birth,
The telephone rings.

My father answers
It.
He comes to
Us,
And says:
She died.

We all shred
To tears.

Her spirits rise
Into the
Sky
And they will
Never return.

Written by MN © 2009

Article posted April 27, 2009 at 12:42 AM • comment (3) • Reads 176 • see all articles

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My name is Malini and I am ten years old. I like to draw,read, and write. I am from India and I've been in ACS for the last seven years. This is my eighth year.

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