Camping

Darkness in the forest deep,
Where silence is amoung the trees.
Softly as the willows weep,
And the crunch of leaves
Under my feet.

The moon high in the sky,
Glowing prominent and bright
As the midnight owl flies on by.

No matter the darkness
On that erie night,
Nothing shone brighter
Than my lantern light.


Fulmore Middle School

07

Family = Meal

My family is a meal.
My mom is the rice, she keeps us on the right path.
My brother is the veggie, he is good but kids don’t like him.
I am the meat dish, the one that most people would love.
My cousins are the curry, they spice everything up.
My family is a meal. Sometimes we taste delicious, other times we taste bland, but we always enjoy being together.

Joy and Sadness

If Joy were a color
It would be a vibrant golden yellow
As bright as a sunrise

If Joy were a taste
It would be like a perfectly ripe piece of apple
Never too bitter or too sweet

If Joy were a sound
It would be a uplifting song
With laughter sweet as a sunday church chorus

You can’t feel Joy without Sadness

If Sadness were a color
It would be a deep inky blue
As vast as a great ocean at dusk

If Sadness were a taste
It would be as dry as crumbling ash
And be as bitterly salty as falling tears

If Sadness were a sound
It would be as heartbreaking as a final goodbye to the ones you love
Facing the fact that you’ll never be able to see them again

The greater the painful regret and Sadness you experience in life
The greater the Joy you have left to gain

So open yourself and embrace both Joy and Sadness
Though the dark pain of Sadness may never seem to end
Know that without Sadness there is no Joy

Never forget that even though life has many twists
Just live it to the fullest with those you love and everything in between

Marley

Marley
Almost four years
You make me so happy
My smile stretches to my ears
You’re the smooth and creamy peanut butter to my chunky and sweet strawberry jelly
I’m so glad I met you
We connected like magnets
FaceTime when we can’t see each other
And non – stop laughing when we do
Building big, warm, cozy, forts
I love you so much, Marley

The tree of my family

My Family is a Tree

My family is a tree with branches holding up the leaves of our relationship

My dad is the trunk of the tree strong and sturdy but even the trunk can fall at some times

My mom is the spring and summer leaves bright, stunning and, beautiful

My brother is the chipmunk of the tree digging into everyone’s business

My grandparents are the roots, making us all who we are

My stepmoms are the apples of the tree coming in and they turn out to be sweet

And I’m the leaves, connected to everyone in some sort of way