It looks just like cement
Square pieces of cement
Although it's more
It's the ones who once roamed
They roamed where we live today
They made us exactly who we are
Maybe our parents
Maybe our grandparents
Maybe our great grandparents
Maybe even our great, great grandparents
So, although they look just like a piece of cement—
Treat them with care
Wow this is so touching I remember feeling the same way just not knowing how to form it in words you wrote what I felt! Great job.
ReplyDeleteReally good job! When we went to the graveyard I experienced that people weren't treating them with care. Good job telling everyone to do it.
ReplyDeleteI really like the ending! I also think it's cool how you put in how the people once roamed the earth! Awesome job!
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