Dear Mr. D
Dear Mr. D
The moment I heard the news I couldn’t believe
that you had to leave.
I was in utter distraught,
as if my voice had been caught
You meant so much to me
even though you couldn’t always see.
Through my writing I will keep your spirit alive
so I hope that my words will thrive
I will never forget you-
because I know that you’ll still be looking out for us too.
The moment I got to school the halls didn’t only look gray-
they felt it too, but no one wanted to say.
Some of us tried not to fall apart,
but the sinking feeling starts as you sit hopelessly.
We hoped you’d be here,
we thought through each and every tear-
I know you’d want us to keep going on,
but even at dawn we feel your presence gone.
So we must keep your legacy going,
and try to stop the emotions from overflowing.
The moment it happened our planet knew
because the city birds all flew.
As the rain slowly started to pour,
your loved ones just wanted even a second more.
But this is what fate intended
and wants our hearts to be mended.
It will take lots of time,
but if we didn’t at least try and cherish the joyful memories it would be a crime.
Riana is in the 10th grade at BASIS Independent Brooklyn. Ever since she was little, she has had a passion for English and journalism. In her free time...