I sit on a mat
and say with my own mouth
war cannot go on
I pick up a loaf
and say war must not
go on,
so decide to protest,
I go into my house
with a
sign
I see a flower
I put it on the sign
Now I'm going to my house
I have a sign about war in Iraq
I do not like war
and it must stop.

A poem my daughter Julia wrote about going to the protest last week in Forest Park.