Today was spent cleaning Elizabeth and Erik’s rooms. Elizabeth did most of hers solo, but toward the end she wanted some help and I came across some poetry she had written in class this year. I thought I would share a few and more will be posted later in the summer.
I am rain,
Dripping into your life.
Adding a swirl of color through every twist and turn of life.
I am full of 13 years of energy.
Add a little bit of faith and hope, and you have me.
A wonderful, young, amazing, young woman.
Friendship lives in your heart
she doesn’t care what color you love,
what kind of clothes you’re going to wear,
or what kind of food you like to eat.
Her job is to make you feel loved and included in all that you do.
Her hobbies are hanging out and going shopping with you!
She goes on vacation to the beach to find you more friends, to help you get along.
Her memories are deep but sweet, and dreams are magical.
Her problem is she doesn’t have a long enough life, to touch us all before time is up.
Daisy dances around the hall,
so elequantlyshe sways from side to side.
One foot in front of the other, smooth as a swan.
Gentle and little, her arms move to his shoulders,
never too scared to let go
to move onto the next obsticale in life.