My journey, my flag.The final salute,She said as tears dripped down her face.The words never came.Her life, my pain.The writing said it all, she was all gone.The red flashing light said it all.She passed away in spirit and soul, she’ll never go.But that was the day the words never came.Therefore, as she celebrated I cried.I made it my duty that her words shall come through sunshine and rain.That the words that failed to come will never see their last day…Because as long as I shall speakMy power...
Currently a Voices of Youth Member. Interested in a myriad of hobbies such as; mathematics, physics, writing and story-telling. I have had the opportunity to be taught by a group of talented educators. You may be reading the work of a future medical trailblazer - I mean you never know!
Inscrit le 23 avril 2018
Age 13 • 1 Article