Roses

Roses are like me

Bold

Yet quiet

But roses are definitely not like Wyatt

He stomps

And seizes

And breaks

And he never ever covers his sneezes

Roses are like me

Bold

Yet quiet

But roses are definitely not like Wyatt


P.S. I know there is a Wyatt in my school

If you're reading this

This Wyatt is not you

 

Ms. Gormly

VT

YWP Instructor

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    Misty morning

    Sailing on the open sea early in the morning.

    The mist surrounds me.

    The wind is howling just like a wolf wood at the moon. 

     I fell free, gliding across the cobalt blue ocean staring at the sky
  • Bird

    Bird


    Flapping,

    Fluttering,

    Flying through the air,

    The warm breeze flowing through my feathers,

    The sweet smell of nectar fills the air,

    I swoop down to the flowers,

    I see buds on the trees,
  • Maple Syrup


    Maple Syrup

    Sugary water,
    dripping,
    dripping,
    Slowly filling up the buckets,
    Maple boiling,
    Until at last,
    Sugar,
    Slow moving,
    delicious,
    dropping onto your pancakes,