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Annie Henrich
THE SMILE IN THE DEAD DOE Exploring the forest, my cousins and I, They were afraid, but not I The sun was shining, the breeze blowing The smell of the wet ground from an earlier spring shower The chestnut trees shading my eyes The stream rolled so freely, not a care in the world, The leaves falling loosely On the forest floor The silence so deep you could hear a leaf fall, When! Crunch! I look down, The backbone of a smiley-faced vertebrae I had stepped on a peaceful skeleton
Orchard Park Middle School Grade 7
