As dark as a midnight sky.
Black is the devil
Sneaking up on me.
A little girl screaming
At her mom and dad.
Black is the screech
Of a bat.
Black is licorice.
A smokestack
Streaming with smoke.
Black is like the smell
Of burnt firewood at a campsite.
A fireplace filled with coal.
The taste of raw fish.
Black is the taste of bitter bread.
Aidan Bruno, age 10
1 comment:
Love it! A great writer like his mom!
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