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Anger Anger wears a cloak of fire He enters your mind erasing all thoughts he finds He can control you giving you feelings, feelings and feelings He has no house but your mind is his house He is a tiny thing that is huge in your mind Everything he can control is his including you but he is just a feeling - Severin Victor, age 9 Getting Past the Horror of School Shootings Terror was heard and felt around the world The pain seen on the faces of the innocent Disturbing nightmares living on forever Never getting the chance to say good–bye The pain seen on the faces of the innocent No one deserving the pain Never getting the chance to say good–bye Love and sorrow is all we feel No one deserving the pain Will there ever be a tomorrow? For love and sorrow is all we feel For sorrow is a way to say good-bye Will there ever be a tomorrow? For tomorrow, hope will bring a nicer day For sorrow is a way to say good-bye Moving on and overcoming fears For tomorrow, hope will bring a nicer day Tomorrow the nightmares will be gone with the tears Moving on and overcoming fears For a better life is what we shall pray - Kristina V., 8th grade The Great It's me, the great the one who gets straight A's the one you never have to worry about because I always do the right thing and I always am good and I always keep up Look at me, so great yes everyone, be just like me I'm such a model person I excel in whatever I do if I want something, I make it happen But I don't feel so great and I don't mean like a cold or something 'cause you know, perfection has its mental price and as all you strive to be like me you really don't want to, I really don't want to be me, so don't so don't be perfect 'cause you can't let people down you just have to keep going up so don't you dare be jealous I'd do anything to be in your place no don't you dare be jealous don't make the same mistake I did just don't be like me... like me, the great. - Sarah How/Why How can you say you've done so much, When you've done so little, Or that you've done something, When you haven't done anything How can you stand there, Telling untrue stories, Making us believe untrue things, Saying things you know are wrong, Not only how, but why? Why tell us lies & stories of false hope & Even stories of no truth Why say you've been around the world, When you've only been to the next city, Being unreal, Lying, Giving false hope, How and why do that, To both you and me Tell me the real stories, Give me true hope, Don't lie, I'll love you for who you are, Just show me and tell me the true things - Christina M.B., age 14 peas i eat my peas with honey, but it makes them taste really funny, but i don't care, because i'm a bear, and i love honey..................... - claire borthwick, age 8, australia Dream! A dream is something no one can take. A dream is something only you can make. No one can steal, no one else can fake. Take the chance. Raise the stake. I have a dream to share, I have plenty of dreams to spare. Give a dream, take a dream. Lots and lots of dreams. I've got a dream. You've got a dream. Love's a dream. Hope's a dream. Life's a dream. A dream! Dreams! - Natasha Marie Basche, age 11 Long Forgotten Stories Lost So Long Ago I can see, see in the waters, Past the crystalline surface that constantly shatters, Past the soothing waves, past the gentle current, Through to the past, and the stories that went, Along, along through the continuum of Time, Washed away into the water line, Forgotten, lost, forever gone, Until, a millenia past, so long, Someone shall see those forgotten stories, Of whispering winds and what an old tree sees, Of willowy grass and glistening snow, Of beaming suns and stars 'pearing slow, An illustrious moon, just perching there, Disappearing to give the sun his share, One, only one, in many a decade, Shall see, see past the dead tree's shade, And see the long forgotten stories, Be blessed be what this person sees, Through the receding waters shy, One lucky person was I... - "Falcon" Michael's Slug Michael’s room was small and neat, his bed was big and smelt of feet, he kept a slug in a paper cup and gave it grass and leaves to suck. He called it John, he liked that name And played with him out in the rain, When it got too warm, in he’d run, John didn’t like the boiling hot sun. On a cold and rainy Tuesday morning Michael’s mum with out any warning, went into his room to clean and tidy, which she normally did on a Friday. She looked around and there she saw a black, slimy shape creeping up the wall, she quickly opened the window wide and flicked the creature right out side. Down he fell and landed with a bump, He had stuck to the path in a messy lump Around he looked, he didn’t move fast And almost got squashed as a dog ran past. He found a leaf and started to nibble And did so with lots of spit and dribble, He really enjoyed his morning snack, But now must think of how to get back! - Amanda J Reynolds Balloons Balloons are filled with air Well of course they are That is why they bounce around But hopefully not too far Sometimes they are helium ones And float up to the air And ones that aren't blown up fall down It isn't fair Ashley, age 9 Pizza When my tummy growls and calls And I want something to eat I don't reach out for lollies or sweets But I know something you can't beat I reach over for the telephone I ring the pizza place I order my favourite pizza To stuff into my face Ham, pineapple, cheese and bacon I like onions too So when people come to share All I say is SHOO!!! - Ashley, age 9 My Donkey Today I bought a donkey I called her Mary-Jane And when I want to ride her She caused me so much pain My tooshy hurt from left to right I think it broke in half So now when people coment I say it was my ASS!!! - Ashley, age 9 Alone in the Dark Alone, alone, Alone in the dark, Alone in the dark I shall stay Until someone rescues me From my dismay. - Gabriel Padilla, age 11 Daddy... Waking in the morning I couldn't hardly wait To start a new adventure Never wanted to be late. Tiny little feet Running after you Holding your hand All the day thru. Riding on the tractor In the bright hot sun Plowing in the field all day What a day of fun! Playing in the barnyard With a critter or two Didn't matter what we did As long as I was with you. Growing up with you Was my heart's delight Wish that you were here To hug me "goodnight". - Corky Ferguson Horses Horses are sweet, and a very nice treat, They keep neat, So you don't need to sweep, They run all day, And might even come back in May, But just hope it comes back today, or at least someday, They can run fast, and never come last, horses are great, Now that's pretty straight. - Alexandra Sargeant, age 9, Perth, Australia Aliens in Disguise My mom and dad are not what they seem Their dull appearance is part of their scheme. I know their plans, I know their techniques, My parents are outer-space alien freaks. They landed on Earth in space suits humongous, Posing as grownups they now walk among us. They deny this, but I know the truth, They're here to enslave me and spoil my youth. They deny that TV and fried foods have much worth, They can not be human, they're not of this Earth. I can not escape their alien gaze, They're warping my mind with their alien ways. For sinister plots this one's a gem, They're bringing me up, to turn ME into THEM! - Matt Waage, 5th grade My Bunny I like my bunny. My bunny is funny. He is in the Navy. He looks like gravy. His name is Brown. He has a frown. - Chelsey Ball, age 7, June 1999 Lies A big shameful lie, In the long run the truth, Yet one untold lie, Liza A, age 11 Dedicated to James Oliver, 1994 What Am I I have hooves Sometimes I live on a farm I am not native to North America I am used to ride on What am I? I wear a saddle a lot Sometimes I am used to race with I am a relative of the donkey and zebra I am a big animal with a big brain What am I? A horse - Aaron Wasserman-Olin Who Am I? I am man's closest relative I am the largest living primate I live on three active volcanos I am big but shy Who am I? I attract lots of tourists I live in Zaire, Uganda and Rawanda I have thirty-two teeth I live in a group Who Am I? A Mountain Gorilla - Aaron Wasserman-Olin Remembering Daddy... You were my hero Not like all the rest When it came to fathers You always were the best. You were a teacher Like none I've ever known Teaching that reaping comes From the seeds that are sown. You were my best pal My first real friend You remained that to me Until the very end. You were the man To all others I would compare You placed the stars in my eyes... My husband keeps them there. - Corky Ferguson My Special Hero When I was a baby You would hold me in your arms I felt love and tenderness Keeping me safe from harm. I would look into your eyes And all the love I would see How did I get so lucky You were the dad chosen for me. There is something special About a father's love Seems it was sent to me From somewhere up above. Our love is everlasting I just wanted you to know That you are my special hero And wanted to tell you so. - Corky Ferguson Close At Hand Whether on the mountains or over seas, Back home a special girl is waiting for me. I myself do not ask much Only to hear her lovely voice And to feel her gentle touch. Though I am far from home, I am not alone for I have a picture of her in my heart And on my mind Helping me pass the time. In every gentle breeze that passes by, I hear her name Hoping she still feels the same. Not knowing how to tell my lady love, Here I reside Watching her from the realms up above. I shall return not far from now, Though I know not how. Perhaps I could catch a ride on her wishing star, And soar over the moon Only to reappear in her room. To have things back the way it used to be In loving arms just her and me. - Chiefy Townsend The Magic Between You and Me Do you remember the leisurely walks along the brooks Or the way we gave each other looks? Who could forget the moonlit nights gazing at the stars. When I am with you, fireworks burst up in the skies. You opened up my eyes giving life new meaning. It's like a dream come true whenever I'm with you, A fairy tale that came out of the blue starting love anew. How it happened, I can not begin to explain, but I feel it has to do with the magic between you and me. If it's truly make-believe, may I never wake from this dream. The way you believe in me sets my heart with glee. That magic should ever burn out and relinquish flame. We will do all we can so our love will not suffer in vain. May our love stay strong forever long. - Chiefy Townsend Thinking of You My valentine is always on my mind Thinking of her has been a pastime of mine. Each time I look at her, I get lost in her eyes Realizing I love her for what's inside. I see deep into her heart Knowing that nothing can keep us apart. Stronger and deeper my love has grown. Brighter and purer my heart has shown. This way I have never felt. I think my heart may just melt. So believe me when I say my love for you is true Sitting here just thinking of you. - Chiefy Townsend |
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