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Reach for the Stars!
Author's Note: This story isn't exactly mine to tell. One day, I came home from school, crying because I got a huge blister (this happened in elementary school) and the blister spread across my entire palm.
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Take Me Away
Author Bio: I wrote "Take Me Away," when I felt swamped with a growing list of things to do. It made me miss the days, in the pandemic when I’d run around the backyard, screaming “I’m bored!”
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I'm Here!
Author's Note: This poem was actually inspired by Emily Dickinson's poem, "I'm Nobody! Who Are You?" I was experimenting with rhyming schemes, and then I read Emily Dickinson's poem.
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I'm Here!
Context: There is a tiny mouse in the barn. He used to be a beloved pet to the farmer’s daughter, but she grew up and left. Soon, the mouse was forgotten about, yet each day, he came for a block of cheese, hoping someone would remember.
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The NightSky
Author Bio: I love the Nightsky. It’s beautiful. There are so many analogies and stories and sights that all come with that one image or word of the night sky. So I decided to explore it and create the poem, NightSky. Enjoy!
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Winter
Winter:
As frosty winds whisper, wrapping us in fear,
In winter's grasp, we gather near.
Underneath the snow-cloaked rooftops
We find warmth in each other.
Loves
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Reach for the Stars!
Author's Note: This story isn't exactly mine to tell. One day, I came home from school, crying because I got a huge blister (this happened in elementary school) and the blister spread across my entire palm.
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Take Me Away
Author Bio: I wrote "Take Me Away," when I felt swamped with a growing list of things to do. It made me miss the days, in the pandemic when I’d run around the backyard, screaming “I’m bored!”
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Parenting Lessons
always carry your keys between your middle and ring finger
never have your wallet visible
don't listen to music in public
everyone's a stranger
you're our child; don't scare us.
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An old cat's wish
"Please take care of my human,"
the old cat whispers to the kitten.
"They are scarred and broken.
Until my return,
take care of my human."
The kitten is listening attentively,
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A Shelter For My Dreaming
Home is where you dream. Where your ideas come to life. A rhythm of thoughts making themselves known, untangled.
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Silent Thoughts
To be chosen.
That's all I wish for—to be someone's first choice.
I watch from afar, lost in a sea of the bittersweet feeling
As others are always chosen first, but never me,