I am Chelsea Klinger and I have been in the Writing Club since the 5th Grade. I hope that other people will join, too, because it has been alot of fun. "Fog" is one of my favorite poems. . .
Twin Towers Poem
Mighty Twin Towers,
Standing so tall,
Whoever would have thought,
They'd take such a fall.
Families, friends and strangers,
Could never see the danger.
People's tears and fears,
Will be felt for years and years.
Americans don't sit tight,
Now it's time to fight.
Pray to the Lord who's up above,
That he fills us with His love.
Fog
Today I'm standing right in the fog.
It has a cold, freezing, imaginary feel.
It looks so much like a huge ghost
blanketing a foggy mountain.
It clears away minute by minute.
You can almost hear it in the cold breeze.
I imagine that it is a cold winter day up in the Rocky Mountains.
Who knows when the fog will return again.
When it does, I will imagine again.
In its cold, blanketing silence.

This poem was published in Anthology of Eighth Grade Poetry and A Celebration of Young Poets

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