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Week 8, 4-10 DONE!!
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Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold
this is by Robert Frost, I love it.....now for MY poem.......like always, it sucks.......
Gold
By Jade
On the wind,
Two spirits flow,
Chasing the source of all evil,
They try and try,
To let it go,
And stop chasing the evil,
They find it almost impossible
To stay away,
Just like modern times,
People only worry about money,
And don't think about anything else,
Gold is the source of all evil,
Just let it go.

By: Caitlan
The pain.
The sounds.
Then nothing.
I float through the air.
I fly.
I open my eyes.
A golden light shines on me.
A voice says, "Well done, my child."
And I know that I'm finally home."

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The topic this week is Golden
the rules are pretty looses, you can write a poem about treasure, or the golden child, or just a poem with the word golden in it..
Have Funn!!