Year's End - A Poem

As the sun comes up
As the moon goes down
As the rain stops 
All is wet and shining
A gentle breeze whistles in the air
And the stream runs fast.
As the trees rustle

Like people dancing
All is quet - and all is slow
And at the end of the day
As the candle is blown out
And the stars are about
The moon rises, and a ghostly light shines
All is quiet and peaceful again
A leaf falls......
The end of another year

Stephen Dunn aged 10

This poem, written by a relative who is now in his 50s, was found in my aunt's papers.  She had written it out and was clearly moved by it.  I write it here as an example of work by a boy who today thinks that he cannot write.  I will not comment.  But perhaps you will.