Butterflies

Butterflies and bees
Bouncing from flower to flower
Breathing deep with every hour
Beaming with joy, without any worries

She soars high
Sadness and grief
Someday I hope to reach
She’s in the clouds in the sky

Cancer is a gun
Can kill in one run
Can she come back
Can I see her again

I love her
I miss her
I think of her
I’d die for her

She is……
Special
Stunning
Shining
But……

falling…

The Mellow Days

The mellow days are
exquisite, polished, secrete.
Their autumn wind will whisk you
upon your wildest dreams.

The mellow days are
beholden.
They are like a leaf that is leaping
from olive green to burnt amber.

The mellow days are
when sunscreen isn’t essential.
It is the time when candles are set alight,
and family kindles.

The mellow days are
when Texas comes to equality.

Fall

the brisk wind b l e w
the green leaves off the tree
to be replaced with beautiful orange ones
soon
the orange leaves go
F
a
l
l
i
n
g
like snowflakes in a snowstorm
millions of them cover the grass and lay there
untill
The air turns warm again and the colorful flakes
Turn back to
green.

Dyslexia

I live in a world of dyslexia,
not many see this world.
The daily task of dyslexia
makes life double as hard.
Where words D
A
N
C
E on the page.

Words mispeled left and right,
when I read out loud nothing makes sense.
I leave off ings and I misplace commas
I read slower than everyone else

But I am creative,
and I am more curious,
and I think outside the box,
and I am aware of my environment,
and I see the bigger picture of everything.

My world with dyslexia isn’t perfect,
but not at all bad.
Sure there is some conflict,
but there are bonuses that add.

shhhh!

shhhh!
you whisper, wind whistling
through the eaves
feet crunching on
dry autumn leaves.

shhhh!
creeping through the
dark, damp alley
keep going
don’t dilly-dally.

shhhh!
the fog carries ghosts
looming overhead
one wrong step
and you could be mislead.

shhhh!
the abandoned building
towers above
silencing the world around
closing in like a glove.

shhhh!
blend with the shadows
melt into the wall
don’t listen to their hair-raising
howling call.

shhhh!
don’t tell a soul you saw me
don’t tell a soul you did.
don’t tell a soul you were here
hidden, off the grid.

shhhh!
delve into the darkness
for they have come at last
come, follow
and forget your past.

Name Tag: Cindy

I saw the shoe so shiny,
With ribbons
Red as red velvet pie,
Um, excuse me, miss…
Cindy.
Could I get those pair of
Shoes
“Oh, certainly.
I’ll go ring these up for you”
Cha-
Ching
“Why here you go,”
Thank yo-
Um, excuse me,
There only one shoe.
“Oh no, another shoe lost!
My boss is going to kill me!

“Cinderella!!!”
The boss yelled.

My dog

My dog loves to play.
After she plays she likes to lay.
What a day!

My dog eats a lot.
Then she likes to BARK!
She barks at the neighbors dog,
Which drives my mom nuts.

My dog is energetic.
Sweet and kind.
My dog is the best dog!

She waits by the door
When I’m at school.
When i come back she
Does circles around the room.