Poem of the Day: 14 Jun 2005

Her ruby red eyes glare
Her ice cold heart turns to stone
Her fire blows her hair
Her feet walk her to the throne
Her hands reach out as if in a dream
Her heart thumps loud
Her mouth lets out a terrible scream
Her legs fall down onto a cloud.

Ava P. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#298)

I sleep
I can feel the rain falling
on the window of my room.
I beg for it to stay this way.

Justin H. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#299)

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Sophie B. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#300)