by A.S. Chuba
God is all alone “Oh, let there be light,” He says. There is sudden light.
God makes Earth a shape: A sphere covered in water With clouds above it.
There is no dry land, So, God decides to make it. Living things come next.
Beautiful plants sprout; God’s making them evergreen; Trees, grass, and flowers.
God makes pretty birds; God makes nice land animals; God also makes fish.
God still feels alone So, He makes man and woman Looking like Himself.
Now God has some friends; And all rest on day seven. Everyone will sleep.
A.S. Chuba is a 13-year-old Catholic girl in grade eight with a strong passion for poetry. She enjoys writing mostly dreamy freestyle poems without precise meter. She lives in Canada with her parents and four little siblings. She hopes to continue writing throughout her life and maybe bring a few people back into the True Fold.