Rumi is a famous poet, and in class, we made poems based on his, which was really hard, because he was really good. He wrote poems about a lot, life, death, love, things like that. I wrote one about life and death.
Dawn
At the first light of dawn
A newborn lamb cries out
While a crow stares down from above
On the edge of night
A wolf, bane of the dark
Comes out to feast on it’s prey
One soul may go
But Earth still turns
And when the clouds part
The destined path becomes clear
