How I heard
a woman crying tears of joy,
reaching out to hug a new soul,
How I heard the pencils moving,
and kids moaning,
how I heard the cries,
and finally the last breaths for a loved one,
How I heard, and felt the love that surrounded me,
and how I heard the footsteps of doctors later now,
How I heard the ?nal words of my loved ones to me,
and my ?nal breaths,
and now I don’t hear anything anymore,
but thats not a bad thing,
not at all.
Thomas William Zizzo
Age 13, Grade 8
Junior high School 167 Robert F. Wagner
Silver Key