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7th- 9th Grade Winner
The Little Doll
I walk down a barren path.
Its trees and plants scorched with hate, skeletons.
Black dirt crunches under my feet.
Finally the path ends
Burned and fallen buildings sit
covered in
ash.
What once was a village is now desolate,
the people
run out by war.
I walk to a broken building
once a
home.
There in the ashes lies a little cloth doll,
blackened by fire,
torn by
hate.
Its black button eyes stare up at me,
telling me
what was.
Then something else flutters over me . . . peace,
a knowing
of what’s to come
what we
can do.
We can sew and fix this little doll that is the world,
and live
forever in peace.
by Samantha Atkinson
8th grade, Clearview Christian Girls School, Maui
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