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Sugar maple

Ow sugar maple standing up 

As straight as a pole 

You give me sap so

I can make maple syrup

Homemade and boiled

Over a fire with the smell of maple syrup

That day

If I could be anywhere right now, I wouldn't be in this cold, dark classroom, trying to keep writing so all my writing won't disappear. This sucks. I am the complete essence of misery. I do not care for this at all.

Why do you laugh,
When I feel such anger?
Why can’t I have this one thing,
When you have all the rest?
Why do I stay,
If this doesn’t feel right?
Why is the world like this,
If we are all created equal?

Neuroscientist Schedule
By: Sophie Martel
    When I was younger I believed I could become a neurosurgeon, I thought, that sounds cool, that’s my goal in life.

Clearing. It’s a clearing! My eyes watered from the salty sweat that was dripping down my face. I was so hot and tired. I held the large palm leaf above my head, slightly protecting myself from the sun.

Our Ash Tree

By: Greta L.