
The first thought of this project was unheard of.
There was nothing there to build the house upon.
This beautiful building no one thought,
would be able to ever surpass the many storms.
The walls started coming up one by one.
Still no one thought it would last.
Then the windows, doors and lights went up,
it finally started looking like it might work.
The beautiful yellow paint covered the outside,
the grass was a beautiful green,
and the flowers were all beautiful bright colors.
It finally looked like a house.
As the storms started coming no one still believed,
it was going to be able to stand forever.
Everyone sat and watched as the storms came,
and pieces were lost.
But as the pieces were lost,
new ones arived and it became stronger,
and stronger, and stronger,
until no storm that came damaged it.
Then one day a storm came out of no where.
This storm unlike anyother.
Large, strong, and dangerous.
The final test was really here.
The wind tore the windows and doors from the walls,
The walls were taken from the foundation it was built upon.
The rain destroyed the beautiful grass,
and the flowers were ripped from the ground.
Finally what everyone wanted to happen, happened.
It was destroyed, ruined, and demolished forever.
The beautiful master piece that took years to build
was now scattered across different lands.
For now the lot is empty and all is lost,maybe one day it will return,
but for now it is done,
nothing is left but the memories of the past.
And it all happened because that one storm that came out of now where.
-Kenzie Hower 10-27-09
This is a poem i wrote one night. Me and my friends were having alot of problems and I used this as a different look at it. Im really happy with how it turned out. =D Hope you enjoy it also.
