My Shiny Red Scarf
By Armita .
It lives in my secret bottom drawer
to keep it safe and protected.
It tells my story.
Of suffering.
Of blood.
And of dancing.
The fray of the scarf shows where
my mum cut the scarf.
It reminds me of the people left behind and we should not give up.
We did not have any water at all
and the water was dirty.
If anyone drank the water,
they would be sick.
The pattern of my scarf is a waterfall of clean water.