For You 3.75/5 (4)

To your mother –
your father –
your sisters.
To me.

Your soul enlightened each and every day.
A soul too eager;
too intellectual –
too beautiful.

I saw the way you felt;
about life –
graceful, everchanging.
About the universe-
unsuspecting, unreasonable.

You cherished
creativity through voice.
Your expression,
determination.

We used to talk
talk about things we barely understand:
nirvana –
love and happiness –
sadness.

We agreed:
we had no idea where
we would end up.
It didn’t matter.

As long as there was
love,
enjoyment;
in every fiber of our being.
Through every action
of every day we lived.

You loved the idea of
starting over.
Moving on to a new life
encompassing contentment;
hope.

You let yourself fill with
discontent,
indignation.
Only seen,
if you allowed.

It built up,
compressed,
petrified.
But you never let it out.

I wish you would have let it burst.
I wanted you to let it explode
and pour out of your mind.
Like sand –
release the weight inside.

Yet instead,
you tied a knot.
One that will never be undone.
sand turned into rocks
and pulled you to the bottom of the ocean.

You would never let
emotions;
taint how you loved the world.
Instability;
dull the flame inside you.

The perfect release,
you found your nirvana.
Expelled beauty through your existence
and the world soaked it up.

When folding clouds roll
across a rose and lavender
stained sky.

When the moonlight
tears the ocean in half;
and the waves try to heal themselves.

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I am Jayden

I am a student, sister, and daughter.
I wonder if I will have another brother.
I hear my baby sister cry.
I see my teacher.
I want to be a teacher.
I am a student, sister, and daughter
I pretend I am a teacher.
I feel sad that my grandmother died.
I touch my Shopkins.
I worry about my other grandmother.
I cry because my dog died.
I am a student, sister, daughter.
I understand Math and Science.
I say sorry for what happened.
I dream to have another dog.
I try to do the monkey bars.
I hope to have a better life.


Odom Elementary

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My Story 5/5 (2)

When the flower grows on
I sing to my own
I can work on my own
I can see my future
I see the snow glimmering snowflakes
I can see my town
I can see my family
When I finally get to see my earth
And I can see my pet
As I am in a forest
I can see glimmering
I can see snowflakes
I can see grass
I can see me smelling flowers
And I can see my mom, my dad, and my sister
I am happy.


Ross Baldwin Elementary

1st.

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