School Growth Poems

Growing up so very fast
Moments like these are meant to last
A child only moments before
Now her future unsure
A child still is she
A woman she must...

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   the music was pretty flat ~ but her sun shone in stereo that day

   mono was never enough for me...

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I am in love again
I never thought I'd see the day
It was among things I had forgotten
How to feel in eigth grade

The first time that...

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We’re (my roommates and I) at a specific time of youth - a time I’ll call “close.” We aren’t fully adults but we’re close, we’re...

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There is a voice within my head,
he’s been there all my life,
I’ve learned not to talk much of it,
or folks say, “He ain’t right.”
Some would...

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not as bad as when 
she drunk-posted Sand 
and Water by Beth 
Nielsen Chapman in honor 
of her uncle's passing 
forgetting it had a line...

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I am “A Lady in Waiting.” Throughout the earlier part and most of my life, I have pretty much done things my way, and some...

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Nothings new, I wake up, same hour,
Greet the mirror, same reflection, no power.
Off to school, same tiredness, all days,
Routine repeats, in a monotonous maze.

Nothings new,...

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Life starts at birth, 
then it begins to unfold. 
As time passes, 
the world shows it's face. 
When we think of birth, 
we often think of a new born baby. 
Life...

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Cartwheels across our floor
       her artwork covers our fridge
    Naps like an angel, cries like the...

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To Escape 

I want to escape, 
I want to escape so much that I forget who I am anymore.
I want to run through fields full...

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To my dearest,
On this day you turn thirteen, officially a teenager! This meaning you are on the very first stage of discovering yourself, your music...

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It's golden teacher appreciation day, a shiny red apple;
Like scarlet carnations and roses, compel smiles ample.
To worthy ones, who helped shape hopes and dreams,
Like still...

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Please enter,
What is with your 'box of toys' (noise)?
Accusations and slander,
'Get on with it, lad.' In the streets of London,
Spreading your propaganda, 'Days a-dawning' (morning).
One's...

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I went to my son’s open house last night
Hand in hand to meet my ex, his mother
His classroom was adorned with delight
Doting parents greeted each...

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