Children running on bare feet
In woods and meadows over train
Tracks through tall grass dreaming
Of things we may never dream
Working in hot sun all day, back aching
Hoeing beets and pulling carrots
Old creaky houses to sleep in, stuffed with people
Not many toys to play with
No trains, no paper airplanes,
Nothing but sticks and stones
But having hopes and dreams in the
Air helping each other through
Awesome poem Kayla! I love the detailed description. It painted a nice picture in my mind. Have you been studying about the great depression?
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