Up, up, up, and up
Starting at the bottom and I’m sleepy and tired
I look to my left, and then to my right
We were prepared, but most of us weren’t ready
The sun and heat were powering over me, but I couldn’t give up
My dad made sure to hold tight onto the flowers we were bringing up
This single piece of metal fought through everything in our way
Chop, chop, chop
The machete was our best friend
We’re halfway there
Up, up, up, and up
Leaves and branches were flying left and right
Soon we were all at the top
My dad popped open the bottles
I made sure that grandpa’s grave was washed and clean
We were with grandpa again
Grade: 12
Riverdale, MD
Langston Hughes
My dream is to own multiple businesses of all sorts.
My Mom