The Children We Remember Poem by Cassie Picariello
The Children We Remember
Happy are we,
Who can play in the streets,
Be who we want,
Free are we.
But as the seasons change,
So do feelings and people.
We go from rags to riches, riches to rags,
With nothing to show from our struggles.
We all have faces,
We all have names,
We all believe,
Yet none of us have joy.
From rags to riches,
From riches to rags,
Although we suffer,
Together, we will survive!
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