your vision, your voice
Racing Home
Grabbing it with wood, deep blood red
Curving to make the most beautiful sound there will ever be
At least to me
Sound is stronger than a lion
Fiercer than a cheetah
Hidden in a forest
Where no one hears its cries to be heard
But I heard its cries to be played
Strings flow like water under my fingers
Bow hitting the strings each making a different pitch
Getting louder and softer
Nothing can stop this focus and joy
Until
Music
Stops…
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El Paso is hot and dry like a
desert.
But in this desert, is my grandpa’s
store
filled with decorative pinatas and delicious food.
And right next to this desert is the farm
where my dad grew up.
In El Paso, there are boxes left in the parking lots,
and buildings that touch the sky.
There are house that are as colorful as the
rainbow.
El Paso is my family’s home,
and my second home.
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Every day I go to sleep,
Just to wake up again,
With all my problems,
Like pushing a boulder uphill,
Just to have it fall down again,
And despise Life.
Every day I go to sleep,
To wake up,
See all my friends,
Have all my joys,
Have some fun,
And enjoy Life.
Life is a tree,
And only happy people see the fruit,
So always see the glass half Full,
Even when it’s empty.
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Dogs are so nice, so happy, so kind,
With their heavy love your heart they signed.
With their legs they run so perfectly fast,
That they are hovering above the grass,
For dogs are cheetahs because they have surpassed,
The speed of sound just soaring and soaring,
As the wind reached out roaring and roaring,
But the dogs fast were as fast as lightning,
So they didn’t even find it a little bit frightening.
After awhile the dogs slowed down,
The wind and clouds kept the frown.
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Childhood is happy, safe, and true,
No care in the world about school or work,
You live in your own imaginary world,
Where anything can happen and anything is possible,
Nothing to worry besides which toy you’ll play with,
And nothing to fear except the monster under your bed,
But when the real world hits you in the face with a bat,
You change in a way that you don’t have to,
Your dreamlike world is stuffed in the back of your thoughts,
Begging to come out,
But
T
R
A
M
P
L
E
D by everything else,
Step into a world where nothing is tragic,
Where all that you see is fun and magic.
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KICK the ball
PASS the ball
DRIBBLE the ball
Those AREN’T THE ONLY THINGS YOU DO
at all
It’s the passion
The dedication
Sound of the ball is like alliteration
Boom, thud, ding
Play the game
It’s in your name
None of the games will ever be the same
Always different
Always changing
Sounds of crowds clanging
CHANGE
The plays
It’s not a maze
It’s just a game
Just be yourself
And play the game
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Thank you
For everything you have done
For me
For all of us
Thank you for making all the sacrifices
It didn’t matter what came through our way
S
P
Through U
And D
O
W
N
S
You helped pull us through
I was like the little boy on the boat
And she was hard at work pulling the boat
Back to shore
So I genuinely want to say
Thank you, mom
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I was making a snowman
I had laid out plan
He would have a carrot nose
And snowman toes
A black top hat
And he would be fat
His eyes made out of coal
And his name will be Cole
He’ll have stick arms
That do no harm
When you give him a hug
But then he’ll melt
And that’s the end
Goodbye snowman
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Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
The way it slides out of the wrapper.
like a key inside of a keyhole.
It’s always so satisfying.
Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
You can share it among your friends.
Then you all could know the feeling
of how it melts in your mouth.
Nothing compares to a Hershey’s bar.
It’s milky chocolate flavor makes my taste buds dance.
You can have nuts in it if you want
To make it super crunchy. Crack
I couldn’t ask for more
Than a Hershey’s chocolate bar.
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As the sky filled with a enormous
big gray puff, a raindrop splashed
on the top of my head and My day has been
very rough, But i’ll stop to admire the beauty
Today ,Like how the sunflowers / a y on
the bay,how the raindrops resemble jewels,
how the muddy rainwater resembles chocolate
milk pools and oh how the little droplets cause mini
tsunamis in my hair and how the dewy mist
fills the air, The rain might cause wear
and tear but there’s still hope in the air
So look at the beauty in your day
And don’t let your day go STRAY
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