February 2018 – Page 25

Where I Come From

I am from crayons and toys and
from books and art
I am from the house of dancing and music
I am from the small and colorful house
I am from the bluebonnets and big trees and the cul-de-sac
I am from the neighborhood full of friends
I’m from the pumpkin patch and Thanksgiving dinner
I come from opening presents on Christmas Eve
I am from Renee and
Mike and Michelle and grandmother Carrie Stewart
I’m from neighborhood of trails and parks and
the big neighborhood pool
I come from “You are my sunshine” and
And “I love you”
I’m from Austin, Texas and Georgia
I’m Scottish and Irish
I am from chili soup and pancakes and
chicken noodle soup
I’m from loving parents
I am from pictures on the wall and in the bedroom
I am from the singing, dancing, pugs, soccer, and colorful art family!

Baranoff

Where I Come From

I am from homework and
tv and coffee
I am from the sports house
I am from comfy couches and loving beds
I am from the oak tree and
the bluebonnets
I am from a cul-de-sac of boys
I’m from St. Catherine’s church
and Religious Education
I am from Gavin and Owen
and Katie Pittman and Phil Russell
I’m from the Gatling Gun park and
The neighborhood of ditches and fireworks

I’m from Boy’s Club
and “Get to your room!”
I’m from the catholic church
I’m from Austin, Texas and Kansas
I am European and English and Irish and Scottish
I’m from Italian foods and mexican foods.
I’m from annoying brothers
I’m from pictures hanging up EVERYWHERE!
I am from dogs and sports and loyalty.

Baranoff

It’s Raining Pugs

I just saw a pug fall from the sky
I went to look over and by my surprise
I saw 1,000 pugs
I kissed them and cuddled them
’til I was worn out
but then I thought
did they put on cuteness spray
because now I remember
how much I hate pugs
because I am
AHH-AHH-AHH-CHOO-ergic

Baranoff Elementary

3rd

My Heritage

I am from games and pizza
I am from cookies
I am from the believing in
I am from the big and crazy house
I am from the bluebonnets and
the acorn tree.
I am from the different neighborhood
I’m from opening presents on Christmas Eve
and going on big vacations in summer
I’m from Danielle and Mike
and Carleigh and Caitlyn
I’m from park parties and
my pool.
I come from “I love you” and
“Stop it now!”
I’m from soccer and basketball
I’m from Austin, Texas and
I’m from Mexico and America
I’m from tortillas and enchiladas
I’m from cousins.
I’m from pictures kept in the garage and
pictures on the wall
I am from my imagination and living in a different neighborhood.

Baranoff

Hot Cocoa

Hot cocoa is an earned treat.
It tastes sweet and chocolatey.
It sounds swishy as the ocean.
It smells like a chocolate river.
It is as brown as a bear.
It makes me feel like heaven.

Boone

Clouds

Clouds are fluffy as a pillow.
Clouds are white as a clean white shirt.
They are big and small.
A nimbus brings thunder and rain.
Clouds are fluffy as a pillow.

Boone

Fault

Regret looks at me with hunger in it’s eyes
It chops me up into fine bite sized pieces
Its puts me in a boiling pot filled to the brim with my mistakes
It stirs me around so I can relive
what I want so badly to take back
Fork and knife in hand, it takes a bite
Then another
And another
And another
Regret
It knows a little to well how to stay
How to never leave me alone
Thats why everyday
Inside and out
It eats me alive

Routines

A mom that stays at home and works hard.
A dad that goes to work everyday and works hard.
A older sister that goes to college.
Another sister that goes to high school.
A little brother going to elementary school.
Then theirs me that does the exact same thing.
Will anything ever change?

Gorzycki

7th

My Family Van

DAD
The frame of the car
Might have a scratch or two
but keeps everything together

MOM
The engine
always keeping us moving
and is an essential for all situations

OLDER BROTHER
The windows
The one who sees all
and is interesting and helpful

LITTLE BROTHER
The paint
The final touch
the most fun
and a bright pop of color

ME
The seats
Tries to comfort you sad butt but most likely doesn’t succeed

My family van is a
moving part, needing each other
and helping along the way.

Gorzycki Middle Schol

7th

Staircase

Step.

Our eyes dart around, a quick glance,
And with our blurred and heavy gaze
We don’t think twice about the chance
Our minds are far too captivated-

Step.

By our thoughts so ever-present
Our daydreams, our worries, and our tears
So we begin our descent

Gorzycki Middle School