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Kaylee Huecker Poem
2015 will come with many changes.
Not only is it my last semester of high school,
But my last time being a kid.
In August of 2015 I will head to college.
Six hours away,
leaving my friends and family.
when I get there I hope to change one thing about me,
My work ethic.
On and off the field I will strive for greatness.
Inside and outside of the classroom I am determined to find success.
I will do whatever it takes.
A new year,
A new me.
Copyright © Kaylee Huecker | Year Posted 2014
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Kaylee Huecker Poem
Her hair brown like the warm wet sand on the beach.
her skin tan just like her favorite shirt.
two jobs in one day but never one complaint.
And her personality, so happy, to match her life.
My inspiration, my role model, my mother.
Copyright © Kaylee Huecker | Year Posted 2015
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Kaylee Huecker Poem
The leaves blow through the air like a ball off of a tennis racket.
and much like a hatchet to wood,
the ball hit the racket, and in the air it stood.
to the park we went,
play we will a game of tennis.
the courts were empty much like a trash can after cleaning day.
we began to play and hey, it was fun i’d say.
She saw something that looked almost like a cloud shaped like a dog.
maybe it wasn’t a cloud in the sky, simply some fog.
nevermore she continued to play.
Copyright © Kaylee Huecker | Year Posted 2015
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