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Omw from class we stopped at the park
the geese were out the sky was blue
we swang on the swings it was jus me and you
now I dnt know where this going but everything is cool you make me laugh and your smile truly compliments you
I held your hand but it wasn't my plan hope she doesn't feel that I'm going to fast
hearts been broken but that's somewhere in the past you made me realize I was never important to my ex
I met you day ago and you've already helped me so much but I jus wanna take my time there's no need to rush
when you read this poem I hope that you blush  
you seem like a girl with whom I can entrust dam
I guess its true I may have a bit of a crush
now I dnt wanna be a fool but if so its cool
I mean I'll still see you around or maybe at school
If you couldn't tell I'm a Lil shy holding your hand did make the butters fly but I don't know what that means but at least I tried
Didn't see today nor yesterday coming but it feels right!
To someone of importance!
By Emily Riddle(age-9)


I just couldn't do without
my grandma's heart necklace -
It was a gift to me, although
she passed away when I was little.

It also holds all of my mad,
sad, and happy memories,
just like it is a part of me.
I wear it on very special occasions,
since it is so unique.

When I wear it close to my heart-
it makes me feel special.
That's why I would always
feel happy, or at least, a little joyful,
when I hold it to my chest-
to pretend my grandma is
still alive.

She was very important to me-
We did so much together,
and I miss her,
and the special times we shared.

I can feel her with me
when I wear it, or hold it,
close to me.

Without this prized possession,
all of my feelings
would be lost,
with my grandma, in the sky.

My heart necklace
means the world to me,
and I wouldn't change
anything about it.

People say
"jewelry is made
to look beautiful."

Well, I say,
It was made to be a
"Memory Holder!!"

copyright-Emily Riddle- October 15, 2013
My granddaughter Emily, wrote this essay as a class assignment for her 3rd Grade class. Originally in full page, essay form, I divided it into stanzas, and added some punctuation. Although there are some misspellings(two), I chose not to correct them, but to leave the content as it was written, in order to preserve the sincerity, and the innocence, with which it was written. Thank you, so much, Emily Riddle.
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Paula Lee
I Gave My

ALL

To Be Your

EVERYTHING

Now

*I'M NOTHING
There is a forest old as hillsides
tall, majestic, dappled shades
fall on ground beneath the silent
gnarled defenders of the glade.

There they stand in ancient splendour
many souls have passed their way
often used as welcome shelter
from the heat of summers day.

Sweet the air they breathe in chorus
our life's breath their lungs provide,
soaking up our daily poison
so that we may live and thrive.

You seas of men intent to clear them
citing progress, peddling greed
tearing roots from precious mooring
laying waste to nature's seed.

**** the beauty of a landscape
displace creatures for your need
rupture fragile ecosystems
scar the earth and watch it bleed.

To you I ask a simple question,
as I see the land bereaved.
What need has man of all this progress
when he can no longer breathe?
When everything falls apart

time
age
health
wealth
glory
faith
belief

We hang barely
by a thread of love.
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Megan H
It's a strange thing,
Sadness.
How it comes and goes.
Happy one second
Staring out the window the next.
Listening to Coldplay
While the tear slides down my cheek.
So dramatic.
I know.
But it happens,
All the time,
When I ask myself,
Why do I allow myself to be happy,
When so much bad has happened?
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