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POEMS<br />
An Image<br />
Of Peace<br />
BY: EMILY VALENCIA<br />
4th grade, Bailey Lake<br />
Elementary<br />
Clarkston Schools<br />
A shiny little lake, sand between your toes.<br />
Fish having fun, and the cool wind blows.<br />
Up with my finger, I spot something with my eye.<br />
Some colorful seashells, at the shore is where they lie.<br />
I pick them up, I examine them now. But one seashell<br />
is moving, my cat started to meow.<br />
I picked it up and examined it some more.<br />
Then everything turned silent,I wanted to explore.<br />
I looked up, it looked so beautiful.<br />
A shiny lake and geese flying in the distance, the sun<br />
shining bright and no clouds in the sky.<br />
It felt so peaceful, I can say.<br />
I have been so peaceful since that day.<br />
BY: TIMOTHY O’DANIEL<br />
8th grade,<br />
Clarkston Junior High School<br />
The Eiffel Tower looming above<br />
The line extending, a snake at the tower’s base<br />
The tower, forever reaching for the sky.<br />
My excitement draining, time in line drags slowly on<br />
The seconds as minutes, minutes as hours, an hour is<br />
eternity<br />
Finally it ends! The ascent is here!<br />
My excitement grows the tower’s pattern spirals past<br />
We reach the top and I dash out the doors<br />
Onto the outer platform, leaving the elevator behind<br />
“Come on, come on,” I shot to my family<br />
I reach the railing and the world stops its spinning.<br />
Paris is a sea, spreading away from me<br />
The Eiffel Tower, my island, and I am the ruler<br />
Not whipping winds, but a gentle breeze plays around<br />
me<br />
The sun smiles warmly down, it doesn’t burn<br />
My heart beats with the exhilaration of being so high<br />
Paris, a beauty a wonderful sight, creates feelings of<br />
happiness and joy and light.<br />
The rooftops glisten in the shining morning dew<br />
The design of the city creates a colorful quilt of<br />
buildings<br />
Leonardo da Vinci couldn’t paint such beauty<br />
Pigeons are droplets of gray paint roosting<br />
The buildings united, they rise and fall in waves<br />
The rising sun backdrop paints everything glowing<br />
If only this moment would last forever.<br />
But alas, as I turn around<br />
The sight is leaving, the end is found.<br />
Back, back into the doors of dullness<br />
Down I go, back to the real world<br />
But forever I will remember that beautiful sight<br />
And know that we can be more than a darkening blight.<br />
December 2015<br />
5<br />
Publication INC.