your vision, your voice
Life goals is like climbing a mountain you will face obstacles
The mountain will be rough and jagged and you might
Cut your hand
Along the way but keep going keep trying to climb
That mountain
along the way you might have to face
A mountain lion
But don’t be frightened or discouraged
Because when you get to the top
Of the mountain boy is it beautiful
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1 You see things that you don’t understand.
You know you can’t, but you keep trying.
You are the bear and he is the robin, and you can defeat him.
You get to what you hope is the final challenge, and you know you can’t do it.
5 You are a lone bear in these hundreds of acres of woods.
You swing, not knowing what is to come, how to hit it home
You fight against the beasts of the forest as they pose as obstacles on your journey.
You may not enjoy the challenge they provide, but it will make you stronger in the end.
You try your hardest to win, and once you do, things change whether you like it or not.
10 You continue on the path you chose, carrying the regrets that came with your choices.
You think you’ve fought the strongest, but there are still more to come.
You do your best, but you just can’t make enough runs.
You hear the ball fly past your ear, Fwoosh, it goes as the defeat sinks in.
You see them laugh, but you know you can beat them.
15 You see them look right at you, eyes like daggers.
You may want it to stop, and only you can make that happen.
You finally do it.
You know this is what is has all led up to.
You have done what others dream of.
20 You have finished.
Gorzycki Middle School
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James Bowie High School
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With the sun painting sunsets in his eyes,
his figure as tall as trees made keen shade.
Parted lips, were hues of red at first light.
Hands as soft as picnic blankets, homemade.
Smiling wider than children with their ice cream.
His voice so pleasing, birds cannot compare.
Combined with the scent of cologne, I gleam,
for he and I could be the perfect pair.
With a twisted soul clouding the moonlight,
reeking the stench of the saloon nearby.
His eyes now pitch black as the lonely night,
slurring cold careless words oh my, goodbye.
For the sun may be up and shining bright,
one shall not forget the unnoticed night.
James Bowie High School
12
“Come, honey.”
Your eyes glistened from the golden sun,
painting sunsets into your eyes.
Only hoping my eyes looked as wonderful as yours did.
You grasped my hand
and pulled me.
We ran through the field
with rows of sunflowers across the vast land,
drops of lemonade dripping down our hands.
Approaching under our tree,
hidden from the sun’s rays;
You kissed me
with lips sweet like honey.
I was addicted.
You spoke in low, soft tones
smooth like honey;
of needing a cure for that sweet tooth of yours.
The sun shone brighter,
as beads of sweat formed on our foreheads;
the heaviness of our breath syncing was thought as light.
Your fingers interlocking with mine,
you kissed me again with those saccharine lips.
“Come, honey.”
James Bowie High School
12
You planted flowers within my ribcage,
and it was beautiful.
But I didn’t see the weeds
slowly entwining around my bones.
I overlooked the thorns on the stems
piercing my heart every time I inhaled.
And so the flowers began to wilt and
the soil began to crack and dry up.
Because my broken-hearted tears
would never be able to revive the flowers
your love provided for me.
James Bowie High School
12
On this special night, some people go around to other houses knocking on doors saying “Trick or Treat!”.
When we all go home, we sort our candy and hand out candy!
Halloween is a night for celebration.
Every family celebrates different cultures on this fun Halloween night!
Halloween is a night for laughter and fun for everyone, even if you don’t trick or treat!
But you will only receive candy if you say the magic words “Trick or Treat!”
Fern Bluff Elementary
4
The sad clock
There’s only one room with some clocks
But only one person can find the lock.
When they find the lock
It opens with a knock.
And the walls
Are filled with clocks.
There’s only one
Of the best clocks.
In the room
of the clocks.
Berkman Elementary
4
When I was laying in bed , I heard the sound of jingling bells. I looked outside and saw a lonely reindeer on top of the roof. When the reindeer saw me he stood quietly. Then he left.
Lagos Elementary
3
The way the birds sing
Through the wind and the rain
The way the deer run
Through the big and small
To the short and tall
Through warm and cold
Day and night
There the animals lay
Watching to catch their prey
Coming and going
Listening and watching
Just as humans do
Fighting and killing again and again
Gorzycki middle school
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