Poem to Paris


My home
My culture
Busy streets bright lights
Almost broken
ISIS took over!
Killed innocent souls
My mind feels as if it's going to explode
Paris, France, will always be a home to me
But now my life and home there
Feel as if a distant memory
Although after grief, pain and sorrow
There will always be a tomorrow
We open our doors willing to help
Paris stay strong forever
No matter the weather
Paris stay strong forever
Je t'aime Paris!
Priant pour les Parisiens

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Sahara Eichelberger is an eleven-year-old girl from Windermere, FL. In addition to being an aspiring writer, she is also an accomplished cheerleader and surfer. Her goal is to inspire others through her poetry. Sahara lived in France as a child and wanted to share her love for the people of Paris through her poetry.