(I wrote this ''poem'' as an assignment for my Social Studies teacher. I guess an 'A, B, C poem' is considered a poem, but it's more like a short story. I didn't think I would like this enough to put it up here, but by the time I'd finished it, I was rather pleased with my work. Anyway, the poem is about the Dust storms that plagued the area from Texas to North Dakota during the Great Depression. I'd love to know what you think.)
As I feel the wind pick up, a
bitter taste fills my mouth. I try to hold back the
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a short but a wonderful story.. it reminds me of an old american movie (can't remember its name) .. that's how '' Nature '' has many stories to tell.. but i enjoyed, the most, the way you tell this story.. well done, Jane! !