The Quilt of Our Lives

When the Soldier Did Not Return

She sat, shocked and still,
Although it was hardly a surprise.
The fatherless child cried in her arms,
But the tears did not emerge from her eyes.

The old mother wept for the death of her two sons,
For there were strong, brave and wise.
The widow sat in a trance,
But the tears did not emerge from her eyes.

Death is hard, but part of life,
While another soul fades away, the earth mourns and cries
She looked at the fading photograph,
But the tears did not emerge from her eyes.

The child stopped weeping, saluted the flag,
Now accepting the fact that everyone dies.
She thought of the man punished for courage,
And now the tears flowed from her eyes.

- Sravana Reddy, age 14, Bangalore, India

Hugz

It's wonderous what a hug can do,
A hug can cheer you when you're blue,
A hug can say.... I love you so
or Gee! I hate to see you go!
A hug is welcome back again
or Great to see you! or where've you been?
A hug can soothe a child's pain
and bring a rainbow after rain.
A hug! there's just no doubt about it!
We scarcely could survive without it.
A hug delights and warms and charms,
It must be why God gave us arms......
Hugs are great for fathers and mothers,
sweet for sisters, swell for brothers.
And chances are some favorite aunts
love them more than potent plants.
Kittens crave them. Puppies love them.
Heads of state are not above them.
A hug can break the language barrier,
and make the dullest day seem brighter....
No need to fret about the store of 'em.
The more you give the more there are of 'em.
So stretch those arms without delay.
And give someone a hug today!

- Tina Rochelle Heming, age 12, Australia

Smilez

Smiling is infectious,
you catch it like the flu,
when someone smiled at me today,
I started smiling too.
I passed around the corner,
and someone saw my grin -
when he smiled when he smiled,
I realized I'd passed it on to him,
I thought about that smile,
then I released what it's worth,
A single smile, just like mine,
could travel round the earth.
So, if you feel a smile begin,
don't leave it undetected -
let's start an epidemic quick
and get the world infected.

- Tina Rochelle Heming, age 12, Australia

Black Bat

Riddle me this
Riddle me that
who's afraid
of the big back bat

- Tina Rochelle Heming, age 12, Australia

Old Jake The Mule

Wake up Jake, you sleepy head.
The sun is up and your in bed.
It's time to head out to the field
To plow the corn so it will yield.
We'll have to work till half past
Noon, For rain is sure to come real
Soon. And when our work is finally,
We'll head toward home at setting
Sun.

- Brenda S. Wolfe

Days Like These

Now mamaw did not tell me, that
I'd have days like these, When
Everything I tried to do, would
Not turn out to please.
The wheel fell off my bike, and
Caused me to fall down, I tripped
On daddys shoes, and again I hit
The ground. Then I looked up at
Mamaw, with both my skinned up knees,
Why did you not tell me that I'd
Have days like these?

- Brenda S. Wolfe

Spray Paint

I have a dry can of spray paint love
For you.

Your facade kiss
slaps the wind

teach this tendril tongue
your secrets

I’d give a slender slice of -
staggered skin to you.

I’d vividly invade you,
if you--wanted me to.

I’d give anything to remember --
the showered smell of summer youth.

Spray your graffiti on my body

Slap my hand on your secrets

Stagger my skin in your emotions

Vividly in a dream - I gave you a can
telling you to spray

The shower is over
I can still smell the summer
I can still remember our youth
with no regret

- Jennifer Dobberstein, age 18, Erie, PA

The Clock

Once there was a clock
That always sat on the dock
It always showed the time
And it loved to chime
The time was never forgot

- Candis Bowden age 12

The Dog

Once there was a dog
That always carried a log
He could never get beat
He always loved to eat
He choked on a log

- Candis Bowden, age 12

Spring

Spring springs by with
Flowers blooming
And birds flying by
With warm March, April, and May days
With adults putting up Easter decorations
And kids playing in the rain on rainy days

- Candis Bowden

~untitled~

you are never boring
you are never unpure
you are never tempted
you are never unsure
you would never stuff your face
you would never cry
you would never write wise words
and sit there and ask "Why oh why?"
you may think you're perfect
and your imperfections faint
but blue eyes and a thin, slim waist
do not make you a saint

- Heather McKay, age 14

Infinitely

I think there's joy
A moment of gratification
A lapse of concentration
Brings me tumbling
Down through the abyss
Once more
I hit the floor
The deja vu of cold and numb
And I remember
That this is my home
Not clouds of pink love and fun
Just dark and no one
Infinitely
I'm destined
To die here
Lie here with all these battered
Useless souls
Hearts with forever holes
You'll never let me into your
World
I'm cursed
Forevermore.

- Heather McKay, age 14

Cure

Water so pure
Wash over me
Feel the bullets
Through my veins
Like tears of acid
On my cheeks
I hurt so bad
There's nothing left
Cut up my heart
See what's inside
There'll be no blood
Perhaps sick death
Don't cling too tight
You'll only fall
I hurt so bad
There's nothing left
Water so pure
Wash over me
Sink my hate
Don't let it breathe.

- Heather McKay, age 14

Forever

A best friend's treasure is her best friend's heart
I know we'd become from the very start
I hope you remember this very single day
I love you like a sister and that love is here to stay
A shoulder to cry on or just someone to talk to
That's what best friends are for
I'll never walk out the door I won't ignore you anymore
We've been best friends for quite a while
Every time I see you I can't help but smile
There are many years to come for us to have our fun
Crying together and laughing together
You will always be my best friend forever

- Carrie, age 15

There She Is

There she is
A pain in da neck
imitating my flying kiss
what do I give a Heck!!?
She's A real GonG!
Making me pissed at her all day Long
She's a drama Queen
Making fuss over everything
& Nothing
Thanks GOD she has NO TwiNNN!!!
She think's she's real pretty
When she's face of a Monkey
Voice like Tweety
Laughter of a Donkey
She stops halfway ogling at Boyyysss
And that IS UGGGLYy boyysss!!
I've got 2 push her 2 go On
What more can I say except That
She's A ..................
MoRoN!

- Siti, age 15, Singapore

Especially for Fatimah

You are always there
Showing me U Care
I am a jerk sometimes
But You're patient with me at all times
I am very sorry
Coz Lossing U is my main worry
You are 1 hell of a friend Girl;)

- Siti, age 15, Singapore

My Love

Not since the day you left me,
Has my heart ever felt so empty,
I am lost without you here,
I’d cry some more but I have not one tear,
And this pain is so inconceivably deep,
Thinking of you keeps me from sleep,
So I may not dream of better days,
As those before my sky went gray,
But now that your gone all of me has left too,
Driving me crazy because I lost you,
And what have I done but pushed you so far,
These solitary tears can’t
be heard in the dark,
Letting you go was my biggest mistake,

And I sit here drowning in loves little lake,
Kicking and screaming but you just can’t hear,
My forever irrevocable dear,
And I cannot believe all I let me do,
And I’m hating me now for losing you.

- Brad

Poem

I wake up in the morning and get out of bed,
my feet feel like there full of lead.
It's a nice day so I go outside,
I get on my bike to go for a ride.
I go past my old teachers house,
and I pity the man who might be her spouse.
I go past my old friends door,
we do not get along any more.
Whats this I see on the street,
a two dollar bill how neat.
I can hear the oceans waves so loud,
up ahead there's a crowd.
The police and fire department are there too,
someones hurt but who.
It's the old woman Mrs. Mares,
she seems to have fallen down the stairs.
I keep on riding all morning long,
but theres something seriously wrong.
One of my tires goes flat
Drat,
I look around to see if any one saw the tire blow up,
all there is is a young pup.
He runs up to me he seems very happy,
his fur is sticky and sappy.
I go to touch him but he snaps back,
he seems to have something in his paw a tack,
He starts to chase me down the road,
he runs funny like a toad.
I accidently fall in a sewer, Oh, no it smells like manure,
It is a very awful sight, yet there I see a light.
It seems I have drown and gone to heaven
Hey maybe I'll see my dead friend Kevin.

- Patrick Bannon, age 14

Waiting

I'm waiting for a fairy tale
I'm waiting for a rhyme
I'm waiting for it to be proven
someday through time
I'm waiting for a miracle
The thing that I will be
I'm waiting for my angel
to show my destiny

- Melissa, 12

The Ant and the Dime

Once upon a time
There was a tiny ant
Who lived on a dime.
One day a little boy
Picked up that dime
And threw it in a box full of toys
That little ant made friends
So he was very sad
When he got spend.

- Erica Warnock

Tiger, Tiger

Tiger, Tiger, like the fire,
Stalking through the forest.
Tiger, Tiger, never tired,
Searching hungry for its prey.

- George Williams, age 12

Thank You

I wanted to say this
But couldn't at the moment
I'm going to say this now
So here goes
I thank you
For the best summer of my life
I will remember your
Eyes
Smile
Hair
But mostly I will remember you

Whatever you're doing
I hope you're happy
I know you will be

Time will go on
And I won't forget you
No matter what
You will be in my heart
And won't ever get out

My work is finished
I just wanted to say thank you
And that I love you

- Thu Nguyen, age 12

The Wake

Cutting across the wake with ease, with speed,
He jumps the wake with ease, with speed;
He flies through the air with ease, with speed;
He hits the water with no ease, with no speed.
He may not get up with ease, with speed
But he will get up with time, in time
To do it again.

- Bryan James, age 15

Love

Love is an art.
To master it is perfection.
Love is not physical;
It is emotional.
Love is not lost
It's just not found.

- Bryan James, age 15

She is...

She is the first bloom in the spring.
She brings life to a new year.
She is the one I long for.
She is the one I dream for.
She is the light in the dark.
She brigs hope for the future.
If I had but one chances,
She would be mine
to love forever.

- Bryan James, age 15

Pearl Harbor

"Oh Grandpa, I'm tired", the little boy said.
"Tell me a story before I go to bed."
"All right Bobby, son." his grandpa relied.
The man was quite loving, not at all snide.
And as the boy sleepily climbed into bed,
The old timer sat down, scratching his head.

"I believe," he said slowly " I'll tell you the tale
"The tale told to me, by my good friend Dale.
The tale of Pearl Harbor, yes that's true.
The tale of Pearl Harbor during World War Two.

Oahu, Hawaii's where this tale takes place
Where the warm, gentle breeze will cool your face.
Early morning December 7, 1941
Just after the rising of the warm sun
Something would happen, that could not be undone.

The Japanese flew in surpisingly quick,
But the marines didn't know about the trick.
The soon to be enemies were closing in,
The Pacific Fleet had no chance to win.

Like thunder the bombing crashed on the dock.
I'm sorry to say the ships weren't made of rock.
2,400 Americans died that day.
The Japanese had sealed their fate, in an ironic kind of way.

For in 24 hours, the very next day
Congress decided that war was the war.
And a couple years later towards the end of the war,
The Japanese found what US had in store.

They surrendered, in a day's worth of time,
But after reaching the top US didn't forget the climb.
To all the brave men who died on that cursed day.
Their memory lives on and it won't go astray."

He said goodnight, and walked out the door.
But the boy was trembling, thinking about war.
About big bombs busting in the sandy shore.

But the Grandpa was forgetful, since you don't know.
He forgot that little Bobby had needed to grow.
That topics like that, just before bed,
Won't calm little Bobby, but scare him instead.

You might think that's an unfair way to end this poem,
But don't worry, Grandpa got his,
When Bobby's parents came home.

- Maria Topolyanskaya, 6th grade

Bubbles, Bubbles, I’ve Got Troubles!

Bubbles, bubbles, I’ve got troubles!
I just spilled my bubble stuff
I was in here to be napping
Mommy’s going to make a fuss!

Now my troubles just got doubled!
I just spilled my paint water
All over mommy’s brand new carpet
I will hear some words from her!

Now I am in big, big trouble!
Sneaking out to get a drink
I spilled milk on Daddy’s briefcase
Troubles worser than you think!

Accidents get you in trouble
Trouble is my middle name
I spilled Mommy’s brand new perfume
She will never be the same!

Back to my bedroom on the double
To continue with my nap
I tripped up and broke a lamp
She will not be pleased with that!

I cleaned everything right up
And jumped back into bed
I heard Mommy’s footsteps coming
Quickly covered up my head!

Mommy came into my bedroom
Not a single word she said
She sat down beside me and then
Kissed me gently on the head

- Elizabeth Santos, Grandmother

Close Your Eyes

Close your eyes and go to sleep,
I'll see you in the morning.
Close your eyes and don't be scared,
I know you'll have sweet dreams
You'll dream of puppies and kittens and little boys and girls,
Ice cream and candy from all around the world.

Close your eyes and go to sleep,
I'll kiss you in the morning.
Close your eyes and don't be scared,
I know you'll have sweet dreams,
You'll dream of Laughter and Dancing and singing silly songs,
Running and playing all day long.

Close your eyes and go to sleep,
I'll hug you in the morning.
Close your eyes and don't be scared,
I know you'll have sweet dreams.....

- Rebecca McAlpin, adult


Bunny Slippers

I stick my feet up in my bed, and oh
I long to see
The faces of my bunny slippers staring down at me
But now my feet have got too big
I need another pair
But when we searched we couldn’t seem to find them anywhere
Not ducks or dogs or teddy bears
Not frogs or alligators
I will not wear duck feet
Or slippers made like baked potaters
On my sad feet I will not place
A nighttime shoe until
I find new bunnies
For my melancholy feet to thrill
Till then, I’ll sigh and pout and cry
My mom and dad will roll their eyes
My cold and naked feet will be a testament to love
Until I stick my feet up and see bunnies up above

- Patti Fogg, adult

It's Not

It’s not in the losing,
You feel disgrace.
It’s in the fear that keeps you
From joining the race.

It’s not in the winning,
You take great pride.
It’s in the fear,
You cast aside.

It’s not in watching the race,
You gain personal power.
It’s in joining in,
You become empowered

It’s not running the race,
That makes you satisfied.
Whether you won or not,
It’s the thought that you tried.

- Patty Bunn

Of Course I Love You

Of course, "I Love You".
There was magic in those words.
Together-forever,
is what you thought you heard!

He cuddled and he kissed you.
He did everything just right,
then friends became lovers,
on that fateful night.

You took no precautions.
You just took a chance.
nothing could ever happen,
you were caught up in romance.

He used the words, "I LOVE YOU,"
To get you in the mood,
but, when it was all over,
he had a different attitude!

After all you’d given him
you thought you’d never part.
He never called again
that’s how he broke your heart.

He not only took your innocence
he started a new life!
When you told him, he denied it.
He never meant you’d be his wife!

What you shared meant nothing to him!
He was only having fun!
He’d take no responsibility
for this new life that had begun.

It’s your problem, it’s not mine!
You didn’t tell me no!
Because I answered Mother Natures call,
don’t call me Daddy-O!

It seems your life is over
and two futures are at stake,
yours and a little baby’s
hard decisions for a child to make!

On TV you’ve seen stories
of other girls like you,
some even killed their babies,
not knowing what to do!

Even though you are too young
that could never be an option!
So many couples can’t have babies
the better choice may be adoption.

The best way to love your baby
is to make sure it has a loving home
and parents who will be there
so it will never be alone.

A baby is a precious gift
not a mistake that you have made.
The next time you hear those, Magic Words,
remember the price that you have paid.

To love and be loved is wonderful,
someday, you will be someone’s wife.
The lesson to be learned from this;
"Don’t play God with a Baby’s Life"!

You could put your life on hold
and raise this baby by yourself,
you could not do it all alone,
you would need your parents help!

You could have an abortion
to make the whole thing go away,
but your conscience wouldn’t let you,
it would haunt you night and day!

You could pretend that it’s not happening,
but your body will not lie,
as it changes day by day,
all you can do is cry!

The baby can’t be blamed
it didn’t cause this strife!
You brought it on yourself
when you played God with a baby’s life!

You’ve never been so frightened
or felt so all alone!
You need someone to talk to
you can’t make it on your own!

You’re too young to be a mother,
this was all a big mistake!
You are living in a nightmare
and yet you’re wide awake!

You have to make a tough decision
and your parents must be told!
How can mommy’s little girl,
feel, suddenly so old?

How can you tell your parents?
How can you break their hearts?
Will they love and stand beside you
or will it just tear you apart?

Your parents will be there for you,
the option chosen must be yours!
The time is fast approaching
and your feelings are at war!

You’re about to be a Mother
and you’re glad you faced the truth.
A Mother’s love, must decide your baby’s future.
your decision will be the proof!

When you saw that tiny face,
the decision made was not in shame.
Your tears fell upon the papers
as you began to sign your name.

She will never call you Mommy, and you’ll never hold her hand.
A Mother’s Love made this decision,
you hope someday she’ll understand!

- Patty Bunn, 1997, adult

Our Friendship

You said you were my friend,
today just had to be the end.
If you hadn't of said what you did,
it hurt me bad, who were you meant to kid.
Some of the thoughts running through my head,
were mainly how much I wanted you dead.
You've always blamed me for the loss of our friendship,
but that as usual was a load of s**t.
We all knew it was you, you just couldn't hack the blame,
you hurt me too much my head burn't into a flame.
I've told you once, I've told you twice,
my heart isn't like a grain of rice.
You've played with my heart many times,
I've had enough of your games and lies.
Why can't you just admit to the bad things you've done?
Or is it too hard for you, don't be dumb.
This is why your losing your friends,
you've never bothered to make amends.
You may have liked him but it still wasn't right,
what you did was stupid, pathetic and not so bright.
You've done it before and I'm sure you'll do it again,
I was sure after the first time I wouldn't have to tell you again.
Maybe I was wrong about you and our love for each other,
I thought you were my friend but I knew I shouldn't bother.
It wasn't fair what you did, and how you went about it either, do you still like them?
I sure that's a yes but do you really mean it or do you have to pretend?
I'm sick of what your doing and how much you love doing it to,
your down to the last lot of friends, there are only a few.
I cant stand to look at you, not after what you did, you thought it was a joke,
well it wasn't very funny, all I tried to do was choke.
All the smart arse comments and all the try hard guys,
is all you need now, all your friends you must buy.
If you had of stopped, the first time,
you wouldn't feel like a lemon in a box of limes.
I've had enough, no more I can hack,
you better be ready your bag you must pack.
You may have your problems that you must face,
but your better off taking care of them yourself at your own pace.
Don't come crawling back every time you need a friend,
there will come a time when on yourself you must depend.
Although I must say before I go,
the world doesn't revolve around you, did you know?
Well I have come to the end, just like our friendship is,
I won't miss you much I'll promise you that, unless you have the guts to
change. You as a person do not make me see how the guys can let you be a slut again.
We can always make this work, if you had the brain to admit to what you've done,
as usual I don't mean anything to you, go, you're dumb.

- Cassie

 
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