I’ve once heard of a mistaken girl,
Whose life was hard and so,
Sad, I try to remember her name!
Anne Frank!! She had sorrowful a tale and this is how it goes.
She sheltered from a war, a brutal war,
In a secret annex, where her friends and kin,
Would secretly hide from the Nazis,
And wonder when peace would begin.
But alas, how mournful a diary she wrote,
She was misunderstood and lonesome,
Her family fell out with her and with each other,
And inside, her head was beating like a drum!
After living in luck for two years, one afternoon,
A bunch of Nazi’s arrived and took them away.
Only then did the horrible truth dawn on them,
The secret inhabitants of the annex were betrayed.
Anne and her sister died of a disease, Typhoid to be exact
While her mother of hunger and trial and cold
Her father survived and read Anne’s accounts,
A book that was made of gold.
By
Deeksha Verender
Grade 6B,
Media Pod
3 comments:
This was a nice poem.
Nice description in a poetic way :)
kool- and go figure...DUDES, deeksha finally did not use any words i didnt know. anyway nice poem
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