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The Desert
The Desert
By: David Granda
It all started in the hot desert
the sun looked like it
was going to pop
it was dry as a river without water
and
orange as an orange.
It hasn’t rain for months. My mother
said “what are we going to do?”
Then a sound came from the sky,
a drop of water fell in my head
“what the heck was that?”
Then it
started to rain.