A Collection of Original Poetry by Students of Ladysmith High School

Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Generations ~ Kyle Don-Wauchope

We have entered the night to tell our tale
to hear the chanting rise of dawn,
and as our icy breath warms the air
we, shall watch the caterpillar hatch out its box.

We have entered the night to whisper our stories
to nourish the ground with our blood.
Then, as the tree grows taller and the roots dig deeper,
our bones will once again merge with the land
to create a foundation of choice.

We have entered the night to sing our call
to cry our banding howl for the moon.
Then, before our stars begin to dim - we march -
in the dark,
in the shadow,
in silence.

We have entered the night to tell our tale.
We, have left yesterday
behind.



© Kyle Don-Wauchope

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Grade 11
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