not knowing whom I lost, so kind so sweet He
touch my heart and heard my weeping
so empty, so cold, so bitter, as many winters like a
frozen stream not arriving at the shore
He came and came as fast as lightning
He melted the frozen stream and upon, oh spring was coming
melting into His words, and flowers were blooming
and waters rushed onto the shore
like water in a pot of flowers
everything grew as bright as the sun fuel the heart
into happiness into love
as much as a man could be happier with
--Rafael E., 6th-8th Grade