By Alexis Kage
Our forefathers fought for this land,
They shed their blood for us.
And to think they can see,
What happened to the land they so nobly fought for they would be ashamed.
Ashamed of how we ruined this land
Ashamed on how we ruined the constitution and it’s meaning.
And also ashamed on how the freedom they so dearly fought for,
Is slipping away…..
A rose for you
A rose for me,
Maybe one for mother
Or for the queen
It’s petals red like crimson,
Or red as blood or not quit so,
It’s stem covered with thorns,
To protect the soft heart inside,
The one flower that shows a story within.
Rain can do and be many things…
Rain can wash your car
Rain can replenish a land in a drought
Rain makes things grow
Rain can make feel sorrowful
Rain has different meanings to different people…….
Depends on where you go…..
Days are well…..days
They pass by without you knowing
They slip threw your fingers every now and then
They are one thing we should appreciate about our lives
We spend days with family under the sun at the park playing
We go to work knowing the day is not over
The day will never be over it never will be over……..
Night is dark…………it’s bright
Night is after day
Night is peaceful
Night is night……
Pictures in the Sky
As the sun goes down behind the clouds.
Images form within the clouds.
Making a lion standing proud in the clouds.
With a bear also standing proud with his head held high
towards the heavens above.With the ocean
waters underneath flowing very gracefully.
As the sun goes down red, orange, and yellow rays.
Like kite streamers in the sky make a beautiful sunset
spreading far and wide.Till night time falls and the stars come out…..
Beauty is it’s name….
With waters meek and calm
It turns red at sunset always
The sun goes down….
Casting rays of sun threw……
Like streamers across the dark sky