I Hold in My Hand

I hold in my hand
Something round like a ball,
I hold in my hand
Nothing scary at all.
I hold in my hand
Different cultures and races,
I hold in my hand
People going different places.
I hold in my hand
Black, white, and yellow faces,
And they all live in different places
I hold in my hand
Loving mothers and fathers,
And all of their
Caring sons and daughters.
I hold in my hand
The rich and the poor,
I hold in my hand
More and more.
I hold in my hand
Everything and galore.
I hold in my hand…

THE WORLD.


I wrote this by myself & entered it into the Reflections Competition in 6th grade and won first place. This one is kinda what started off my poetry writing.