Drops in the ocean
colder than your hand.
Can be made into a sculpture
can be found on water or land.
Can be as small as a pebble
or as big as a boulder
So many different textures
Every day it’s getting older.
by Bea R.
your vision, your voice
Drops in the ocean
colder than your hand.
Can be made into a sculpture
can be found on water or land.
Can be as small as a pebble
or as big as a boulder
So many different textures
Every day it’s getting older.
by Bea R.
Tears dripping down like rain
Voices in my brain
Emotions fill me
Can’t see clearly
Trying to breath slowly
So let me just
Meditate
And take a break.
Don’t know how to feel
Just rage and pain
Sadness and fear
Drowned in water
From my tears.
And no matter how hard we try
We all get caught in a fight
And lose against a great big eye
Named…
LIFE.
But wait its all slowed down
all of it to a stop
Finally all of it can not
Finally peace will rise
As I close my eyes
For a new day
For a happy life.
by Audrey B.
Summer light
it is so bright.
No more rules
because there’s no school.
Splash! The water in the pool
it is so cool.
It is so hot
hotter than
a boiling pot.
Staying up late at night
in the morning you can go fly kites.
The next night I shine my night light
on a book
in a cozy nook.
by Grayton H.
A cold breeze flies by
I know winter is coming
Snowflakes falling
cat is calling to get inside
Roof is white
might have frostbite
I quickly run inside
Zip up my jacket oh so tight
Gloves,
Hat,
Scarf,
Open the door but see all white
Where’s my winter delight!?
But then it faded away
never wanted to stay
So I jump into the snow with glee.
by Anna A.
I AM FLASHLIGHT
I am a flashlight
That leads the way
Giving people
Lots of love every day.
I am a flashlight
I am really proud
I could punch a wall
I’m not going to right now.
I am a flashlight
I love my job
I love to sneak around
But I’m not a snob.
I am a flashlight
It’s not very bad
Flashlights fun and nice
I’m not mad.
I am a flashlight
I hope you can be too!
It makes me really proud to see you!
by Bea B.
I love lying under my big, old oak tree
Blocking my eyes from the hot sun I see
The branches sway and dance in the wind
And hear the birds chirping their little hymn.
Twisted old branches covered with bark
A blanket of leaves to keep them dark.
I see many nests high up in peace
And that is my beautiful backyard tree.
by Abbot C.
Grandma’s house is like a cake
With three layers,
Three flavors
Of dragon fruit, mango and grapes
My Grandma’s house has
A balcony with a swing
And a terrace with fruits;
I love grandma’s house
Birds love it too.
by Smera K.
I look at the time at 8.53
I think of all over the world
I am from a place, I live in a place
I think of my family and friends
And how they may think of how we live
We are all different
I think at this moment about the world.
By Sahana S.
No No No
I dont wanna go
To the Camino
Grab your bag
No I don’t wanna
You’re gonna
Get in the car
and hike far
In Spain
On the Camino
Hearing the beach
And the seagulls
Finding shells all over
Sleeping in albergues
So much fun
In the sun
And in the rain
In Spain
By Andrew M.
I play
With air clay
All day.
With a purpose,
I love to play.
I am good at air clay!
I like to make elves.
I make little toys.
I like to make little food and
Accessory things,
Out of clay.
It is fun!
Yay!
Air clay makes me happy.
If I don’t use air clay one day.
No way!
by Austen P.