Author: Matthew

Metaphor for a Family
My family is like the braces that occupy my teeth.
My dad is the expander that expands our world.
My mom is the wire in the family that holds us all together.
My older sister Michelle is the color of my braces that shows all of her beauty inside of her.
My sister Karen is the brackets that stay and never go.
I am the cricked teeth in the family that get fixed.
My little brother Joe is the rubber bands the final touch of the family.

You should come on a journey, to search for a whale in pain to rescue, for they have a lot to give.

The announcements came on
They told us not to panic
For there was a storm blowing right through the school
“This is NOT a drill, every one take cover”
We all hid under our desks
Panicking
Worried
Scared
Lucky, no one was hurt
Right as we sighed a sigh of relief
“BANG!”
A gunshot echoed through the halls
No one dared to move

I am from phone and TV flashing bright lights
from silverware and from princess house
and from HEB produce that we buy on Saturdays

I’m from the only house that has a gate
I’m from the countless hours of TV and punishment that shape us
and from delicious tasting food

I’m from red roses on the counter tops
and the big oak tree outside my window

I’m from tacos and family parties
and big, but strong family
from Francisco to Reyna

I’m from eating good meals with everyone
and having coffee or tea for breakfast

From always hurrying up in the bathroom because there’s always someone waiting
I’m from Sunday afternoons at church

I’m from 9000 Tara Lane

As dark as the sun
As slow as a horse
As big as a mouse
As hard as 1+1

My beloved dog you left so soon
at the ripe age of seven
I keep kicking myself for all the chances I missed
of being by your side
you were my first dog ever
yet you slipped through my fingers too soon
flashbacks of the times the tumor had not grown so large
you were active, playful and full of energy
but one day it spread too far
taking your life
so I cry cry and cry until all that is left
is a single tear

I am from huggies diapers, crayola markers, and Apple Computers.

I am from the warm and loving; a party!

I am from boating in Lake Travis, from making mud pies, and rock soup, from crazy fun.

I am from the wild turkeys and deer, the dry hard dirt.

I am from Little Helping Hands, and blue eyes from Mama and Daddy.

From putting it aside, to working as close to perfection as possible.

From Gralley Gus is gonna getcha, to if you don’t go get in bed, i’ll call dracula.

I am from believing in helping others to treating people the way you want to be treated.

I am from Marines.

I am from grilled chicken, with creamy white rice and warm s’mores by the fire that burns on forever.

From pulling up the car to the white car to the small rock wall, barricading the sand and running into the warm beach to see pastel painted sea glass.

I am from the white stone house on Kali Cove.

Please come home!
I need to be played with!
I’m starving!
I have been waiting forever!
Please come home!
Please come home!
You have been gone forever!
No walks, no treats, no food!
Please come home!
Please come home!
wait a minute what is that sound?
it’s the door!
you are finally home!
I love you so much!
ahhhh, thanks for the tummy rub!
Thanks for coming home!

As Smart as a Snail
As Cute as a Cobra
As Blue as a Bat
As lovely as a Lotcust