Daisy Ward Poet Free verse

Old Savannah

Old savannah, how old are you really
If the moss hanging from the trees
Could talk, it would tell it all
Trees that whispers and speak of
The battles that you’ve faced
Old savannah, how old are you really
With old street car rails
That’s still in place
If they could speak, they would
Tell you some awesome stories
Of its travels
Old savannah, how old are you really
The old statues that stands 
In place speaks out
About the people who
Lived, died, and fought for Savannah
The museums can tell you
Stories with its pieces
Old savannah, how old are you really
The river even have a story behind it
Showing off its massive port
Slave ships had return for decades
Slave for held and sold for auction
Other events were held to so,
Old savannah, how old are you really

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