The Flower (original)
From a bud in a patch of sand
To a beautiful flower that knows
Right from wrong,
Left from right.
A Flower that has dreams,
And wants to for fill those dreams,
And will let no one stop it.
A Flower that deals with situations,
drama as you might say
A Flower that maybe an inspiration to other flowers,
That will grow and bloom forever.
A Flower that has a future,
A Flower which is me! :)
The Crayon (mimic)
From a single crayon in a school box of supplies
To a desk full of tools that know
Letter from number,
Bright from dull.
A Crayon that has goals,
And wants to fill those goals,
And will let no other crayon stop it.
A Crayon that deals with dirty hands,
Obstacles as you might say
A Crayon that may change the lives of others,
That will help and serve forever,
A Crayon that is going many places,
A Crayon that is me! :)
Favorite line "a crayon that deals with dirty hands" ... makes me picture young students just in from the playground, grabbing up a crayon to create ... also makes me want to say "go wash your hands"!
ReplyDeleteI really like your poem because it was easy to imagine in my mind. It made me think about our groups poem how we gave the jeans a life.
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