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Here is the reason baseball is my favorite season. When the ball paces the plate we wait for the call just like at the beginning when he said play ball. I swing the bat to here the loud crack just like it was a lac to here a loud smack.

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My life is a Tree. It starts off with a baby seed and grows to be a grown tree. It has leaves that can grow. Ones the tree states to get old I get old too. And when the tree falls i will come too.

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I life is like a T.V. remote. I been use, I get lost, I sit in one place waiting to be use again.

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Hold fast to dreams,
for if dreams die,
life  is like a broken winged bird,
that can not fly

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A art box is filled with colors that are bright.
Some dark places and colors that give a fright.
In a art box there is bright and dull.
In some places it could be packed and some will not be full.
The colors maybe bright and happy may look nice 
And those dark and blue colors will be cold as ice
One day those joyful,bright,and happy colors will be used
and those dark and dull colors will be bruised  
The bright colors will be once gone
And those dark and scary colors will cover.
And soon the bright and joyful colors will recover.

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This is my poem
I pray to god to provide this deer, standing tall, not even a peer. In the grass, bright and green to make
my shot without a glance. You peek through the trees and begin to dance. Before you run I aim in and take my shot.

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Here is my poem.
My life is like a dog. Sometimes messy but can make your day bright like Confetti. chained up most my life sometimes free to rome  but it knows soon is will be isolated in home. Like a dog not many people understand me or are like me. Actually  there are very few you see.

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This is the poem I made up:
When the rain falls from the heavens, it's like friends appearing in your life. The water droplets come and go, dissolving in the grass either day or night. But some just stay on the concrete for so many days. Those little friends sometimes disappear in your life without a trace. Oh but don''t worry about those little droplets of friends, because the ones who matter are your loved ones ,to the very end.

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My life is a flower bud. It can't dance, and it is alwasy qiuet. It stays in one place all the time. It is doing hard work to bloom just like me. It is wating to bloom and when it blooms it becomes a pretty flower.

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I like the cat in the hat it was my favorite childhood book of all time and i read all the other boks

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What poem I found was"I love the Spring.For every day,There's something new That's come to stay.Another bud Another bird Another blade The sun has stirred.Here is my other poem that I made"Don't look back and keep your head up nothing can stop you,your brave your smart,and you are encouraging.

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My life is a book
Written in some places but not in others
I'm hard headed like the texture of a book
And always have a meaning to the pages of life.

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'.that I had in me.Your Best
If you always try your best
Then you'll never have to wonder
About what you could have done
If you summoned all of your thunder.

And if your best
Was not as good
As you hoped it would be,
You still could say
" I gave today
All that I had in me".

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My life is Tik Tok  I can changes my mode like I  can switch the  videos on the for you page.

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my life is like a baby bottle. Soft in some places but can be hard.I am always around a baby and am kid friendly.My mom is always in my bussinesss.I can be comforting sometimes and sometimes im no help.

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My life is like a candle. My life is like a candle because im always being lightened up. sometimes getting messey. also being unlightened in some areas.

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My Poem:A art box is filled with colors that are bright.
Some dark places and colors that give a fright.
In a art box there is bright and dull.
In some places it could be packed and some will not be full.
The colors maybe bright and happy may look nice
And those dark and blue colors will be cold as ice
One day those joyful,bright,and happy colors will be used
and those dark and dull colors will be bruised
The bright colors will be once gone
And those dark and scary colors will cover.
And soon the bright and joyful colors will recover.

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Aiden H~ I am like a pyramid of cards. Just as I can be put up I can just fall right back dwon. Just as I'm in charge of my cards my parents are in charge of me.

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Guys...ya'll are supposed to find a poem that you like and post the entire poem here. Then, you are supposed to write an original poem using metaphor and post it here as well.

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Never give up when your going to have some hard times.

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Don't give up. You have words to say and an audience that needs to hear them. Your thoughts are the inspiration of other and your actions the model of many. Don't give up, for you are the world.
I like this poem it show you not to give up.It show you not to be  afraid or shy. It makes me stand up for myself like everybody else should. What do you think about my very own poem. That I made!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My life is a shone. It is a shone because it get dirt on it. It help run and wake. So you don't get hurt.My life is a shone because every cut it get I get that cut which boken me and the shone.When shone don fit or are all  ripped up it go to trash and that's when my time is out.

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Dont you set down on the steps . Never give up

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Everything you do in life isn't always crystal clear. This mean everything you do in life isn't perfect and is likely to make mistakes

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Life for me ain't been no crystal stair  which means life was not easy.

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Find a poem in a book or online.  Share it here with the class.  Write your own poem using metaphor. Share it.