Here's a short poem, written by a girl named Wren, who was in my field class earlier in the year. Most of the student writing I see is, I'm sad to say, quite forgettable. This little poem stood out.

I am not alone
darkness
As I write in the cold rain
I think of hope, and I dream
Just one more time please
Night noises, so serene, beautiful, peaceful
I am not alone