Sunday, November 27, 2005
A best friend is always there,
Whether you need advice,
Or a pep talk,
Or even a shoulder to cry on.
A best friendlistens with her heartand is always honest with you,
Even though the truth may not be what you want to hear.
A best friendknows all your secrets,
Understands your fearsshares your dreams.
A best friend never stops believing in you even if you give upon yourself.
encased encaptured enclosed in my lil` shell .
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
This is a poem my uncle told me but he had forgotten who was the poet.
When will the bell ring, and end this weariness?
How long have they tugged the leash, and strained apart
My pack of unruly hounds: I cannot start
Them again on a quarry of knowledge they hate to hunt,
I can haul them and urge them no more.
No more can I endure to bear the brunt
Of the books that lie out on the desks: a full three score
Of several insults of blotted pages and scrawl
Of slovenly work that they have offered me.
I am sick, and tired more than any thrall
Upon the woodstacks working weariedly.
encased encaptured enclosed in my lil` shell .
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
We're having a Halloween party at school.
I'm dressed up like Dracula.
Man, I look cool!
I put on some makeup to paint my face whitelike creatures that only come out in the night
.My fingernails, too, are all pointed and red.
There's no doubt I look like the evil undead.
My mom drops me off and I run into school and suddenly feel like the world's biggest fool.
The other kids stare like I'm some kind of freak.
The Halloween party is not till next week.
encased encaptured enclosed in my lil` shell .
