Author: Kayden S.

Christmas

Christmas,
Christmas,
What a wonderful time.
Yes, this poem is going to rhyme.
It is intriguing,
Just like breathing.

Christmas is great
It is a time for no hate.

It is peaceful and chill , like a tree growing.
It goes by so fast without any of us knowing.

Christmas is very fun.
Even though it is cold but you can see the sun.

The presents, stockings and trees,
The thing we don’t like is the allergies.
It is a star shining bright
With all of it’s might.

This only happens every year,
With all the laughing and good cheer.

Gorzycki Middle School

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The First Snowflake

A Shimmer in the darkest sky,
And floating in the clouds so high.
Above the frozen town all dreaming,
The angels in the heavens beaming.

Sound asleep our lights aglow,
A big green present with a big red bow.
Candles, Dreadles, and Christmas Trees,
Sparkle in the winter breeze.

The Shimmer in the darkest sky,
Is not up in the clouds so high.
The shimmer has fallen into town,
And people gather all around.

They see the magical mystical glimmer,
And in their hearts there starts a flicker.
The whole town knew this was no mistake,
Because this was winter’s first snowflake.

Gorzycki Middle School

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Quiet

The girl who’s quiet at school
“Shh,” She doesn’t ever talk
The popular kids don’t think she’s cool
The girl who always looks down as she walks.

She doesn’t look at you
She’s quieter than a pin drop
You may think she’s a loser; she thinks so too.
She’s too scared to go to the bus stop

Afraid her books may be all over the floor
Who has always want to be on a sports team
But knew she’d never score
She’s always had big dreams

But thinks they can’t be achieved
To scared to admit, all her friends are make believe.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

Seesaw

Alright, it’s a repeating
Seesaw game.
Oh how I thought
This fun would never end.

Okay, the repeating
Seesaw game.
How about we get off
And stay as friends?

Although it was fun,
I’m starting to feel sick,
Of this toxic relationship,

Hey I’m sorry
But it’s time to get off
Of this horrible
Seesaw game,
I hope we meet again.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

The Night Stars

Every night I hear the crickets chirping trying to stay awake
Thinking in my bed about the stars
And how cold it’s outside

Every day im outside
I am like a little kid with a lollipop and awake
But no sight of the stars

Later will come the stars
And this time i’ll be outside
And I will try to be awake

Every day most people are awake outside playing around but when night comes there will be stars around the sky.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

A World Outside Your Problems

One day I woke up
way
too
early.
I biked to school, even
though it was terribly cold.
Then, it was a long day
at school.I got a grade that
I didn’t like, and couldn’t find my book.
But when I biked home,
it was warm outside,
and a beautiful day.
You know,
the world isn’t so chaotic if you
just get out in it.

Fern Bluff Elementary

5

Again

As the Sun paints the sky with it’s lava brush strokes,
The ocean’s waves continue to kiss the shore,
No matter how many times they’ve been forced away,
Footprints wander along the glimmering sand,
Up above, the silver crescent circles our world once again,
Our wise moon encourages the tides to bubble up on the b between land and sea,
o
r
d
e
r
Palm trees sing letting the salty wind brush their hair,
Sea shells wait for us to pluck them off the gritty sand and wear them as a necklace,
The oceans hums as coconuts d
r
o
p from the swaying giants.
The sky’s fire has gone to sleep,
We say hello to the stars who shine for us,
The world says goodnight,
Drops of Jupiter spill into the midnight sky,
Streaks of Saturn light up the chilly night,
Puddles of Pluto strobe through the clouds,
Morning,
The Sun paints the sky with it’s lava brush strokes,
Again.

Gorzycki Middle School

7

The toy

The toy owned a boy
The boy owned a toy
The hog that looked like a dog.

The boy without its dog
A toy without its boy
A boy without its toy.

The boy was looking for its toy
The hog that was horrified of the dog
The toy that really missed its boy.

The hog was scared of the dog, The toy that owned the soul of the boy, The boy that was owned by the toy.

Gorzycki Middle School

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