As sad as a kid in a candy store
As tragic as a perfect birthday gift
As mopey as a theme park
As tearful as getting a new puppy
your vision, your voice
As sad as a kid in a candy store
As tragic as a perfect birthday gift
As mopey as a theme park
As tearful as getting a new puppy
My dad is the legs, strong and handy,
my brother, the joey, small and thin, but sometimes annoying
my mom is the body, holding us all together,
and I, am the head, the logical Einstein one in the family.
When I walk up to my room,
when I’m coming up the stairs,
I see some little kitty eyes,
not one but two cute pairs.
They come right out to greet me,
one’s perky, one is shy,
they come to me excitedly,
joy glinting in their eyes.
When I see them I feel it,
a splash that weighs a ton,
and that could come from just one place,
a bucket of kitty love!
Those that protect us,
constantly berated and bombarded,
with the simple words of those who know too little
to even completely comprehend the complex circumstances
of the situations they are placed in.
Those that protect us,
put themselves in the way of
the harm that would inevitably come our way.
Without them we would be completely powerless
to stop those that prey on the helpless.
Those that protect us,
are constantly in fear
they have reached the point where
they have to fear those that mean them harm
and even those that revered them.
Those that protect us,
Will not let it phase them.
Continuing to protect and serve
even when those that they are here for
slowly turn towards opposing viewpoints.
Those that protect us,
constantly berated and bombarded,
with the simple words of those who know too little
to even completely comprehend the complex circumstances
of the situations they are placed in.
My dog barks all night.
My dog spills his food.
My dog likes to run.
My dog chews his bone.
My dog likes to walk.
My dog likes the grass.
My dog likes me.
What’s not to like about Spring
it truly is a wonderful thing.
April showers
And May flowers
It all makes me want to sing.
Mema’s House
By Skylar Womack
2nd Grade
Baldwin Elementary
The place on earth
Is somewhere close by.
Now, you may sit and wonder
“where is this place, Sky?”
It’s a good thing you asked.
Let me tell you all I know.
It’s the best place on earth.
It’s my favorite place to go.
What’s that sound I hear?
It’s the donkeys out there
Going hee haw hee haw
Jumping around like they don’t care.
I see milk and oreos.
No, that’s just the cow.
Their names are Ana and Kristoff.
Isn’t that cool?! Wow!
Baa Baa white sheep
They’re so fluffy and cute.
I love them a lot
In their black and white suit.
Holy piggy!
That’s Charlotte the pig.
She eat everything in the world
That’s why she’s so big.
Sparkle the horse
Is so pretty and sweet.
She has a baby in her tummy
And she stomps her mini feet.
One, two, six
Wait there are eight and now ten
I keep counting Corgis
All the way to the end.
Birds, cats, and guinea pigs
There are so many animals to see.
This magical place is my Mema’s.
It’s the best
My friends make me happy as my presents on Christmas.
My friends always talk to me whenever I need them.
Some of them comfort me whenever something sad happens.
My tears telling them I need them.
Even on my birthday my friends make me
feel like I’m the fireworks on the 4th of July.
They help me whenever I had fallen.
Sometimes when I think that my life is over
they still tell me all the great things I have done.
My friends are not really different from me.
When I first met my best friend that moved she
was like the only person that stood up for me.
The next day I went to school then the next thing
I know the bell went ding ding and there I was in class.
Then the next thing I know the end of school bell went
ding dong ding
When I went outside I saw my friends,
my anchors when the waves get big
It’s like if I didn’t have my friends my world would be different.
The one that intimidates me the most
Was the one I once adored.
Consumed by many emotions,
Like a preteen.
The thought of you dances in my veins and
I adored its choreography.
I don’t know which to favor,
The infection of love
Or the agony of heartbreak.
He drove many miles
In a taxicab to see you.
He was once consumed by fear
That someone might see him slip away.
Surrounded by millions of people,
with not a single witness.
O lady from the East,
Why do participate in adultery?
Are you blinded by the aroma of Cartier?
Do you not see it’s infectious disease,
That’s already obliterated me?
I pretend to know nothing of unfaithfulness
But that’s a deceiving lie.
It may even kill me.
The factuality of it all
Runs deeper than love,
Even the mistress can sense
She’s not the only one.
It’s midnight across the city,
Frigid, but not cold enough to freeze,
People out walking, the city still living.
A child
Loved and adored
precious and pure
So very young
Thinking about the years ahead
vulnerable with every step
Crying like the pouring rain outside the window
Laid to peaceful rest, silence
In a blink of an eye it all ended
The End
In a blink of an eye it all ended
Laid to peaceful rest, silence
Crying like the pouring rain outside the window
vulnerable with every step
Thinking about the years ahead
So very young
precious and pure
Loved and adored
A child