From Anne's Eyes Poem by Dyhanara Rios

(Written for a school project based on The Diary of Anne Frank)

Sitting quietly in the Secret Annex -
The sun phased through the curtains
In the break of early day.

A mouse skittered, squeaked, and
Moved around with barely a sound.
As he wandered my way, I wondered,
Do mice ever think about religion?
Could he be a Jew like us, too?
Does he pray to our God?
Has he suffered injustice like we have?

Sitting quietly in the Secret Annex -
I watched the mouse crawl into the wall:
His only place to hide away.

The morning droned on,
But it didn’t take long
For the day to be gone.
Winds whistled in song
When night finally came,
The stars danced so lively,
And I did the very same.
The moon shined with joy,
And I felt the very same.

Sitting quietly in the Secret Annex -
The next morning might be boring,
But for now I will enjoy some sleep.