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You will not be prepared for what comes next,

You've always counted on the silver spoon.

Can you survive without your family check,

Will you have the strength to break from your cocoon.

You're ready for whats behind the door.

You don't need help you can do this alone,

Before you know it you can't take it anymore.

The real world lacks the comfort of your home.

You told us that our future wouldnt be bright,

Because our family lived in a small house.

Our wings were earned, not given to take flight.

Not born with silver, but plastic in our mouth.

Those who were privileged held the sliver spoon,

Not knowing that they would meet their Karma soon.

Kennedy's Comment: This is a kind of harsh yet deep sonnet. I think it's good to talk about this and put it out for people to see. It really shows how society is today. Nice job.

Sam: Wow, I would have never been able to put something like this into words. It's really strong. Hard workers are the ones that will make it through in the end because it was earned. Really nice job.

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You used to be the one to make my day,

But now I think why have you gone away.

Now I know there is nothing I could say,

There was so many days that I was grey.

For many months went past when I was sad,

The time had been stopped and the future lacked.

It was sad that I didn't want to be glad,

I felt like all of it was just an act.

I hoped that you weren't actually gone,

I wanted all of it to be a mistake.

But instead I had to face each new dawn,

With the feeling that I had a heart ache.

I won't be sad, one day I'll see you soon,

But till then I might just look at the moon.

Grants Comment: Although this sonnet is sad, it is also a sonnet that speaks out gently. This Sonnet is about the death of someone/or something. And this then affects your life, hoping that whatever is now dead, wasn't actually dead. This sonnet may be depressing, but it is a very great sonnet. Great job Ashley

Edo's comment: I recognized in this sonnet what I went through recently and I really feel every word that you wrote about getting through the loss of someone and how strong we have to be thinking that we'll see everyone we lost again. You made me think of my grandma with hope and a smile on my face, thank you.

Morgan's Comment: I feel like a majority of people can relate to your sonnet. When you lose someone who was very special to you, you go through the things that you mentioned in your sonnet.

Linda's Comment: This sonnet is all around sad. When I first read it, I thought it is about someone far away. But after I saw that picture, I knew what's your mean. It just give you so much pain when someone you loved dead. But I can see, you are trying to stay away from sad in the end.

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We stop playing on the swings and the slides;

London bridges will no longer fall down.

Grass is growing where our feet used to glide;

We're finished spinning the merry go roun'.

We walk down the road and what do we see:

many different paths for us to choose.

It's scary'; It's different; It's real and new,

of course we want to win and not to lose.

We embrace the change with open arms, but

there's some days that we will have a lot of fear.

It's then when my stomach turns in my gut

because it has gone by, many a year.

So when we are stuck in the every day,

We can look back at good times of play.

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it all started when we were very small

we all boarder the bus and we want to school

and then over time we time we all got tall

I never filed lunch witch I think was cool

most kids I know ran around and

they played but I did"t like to play that much

I found a place to watch and stay as we grow up

we learned new things math ,history ,science and sports and then

it was time to spread our wings then it comes time for graduation you put on your tassel cap and gown

I do admit I will miss this old town

hopefully people won"t act like a clown
Casey's comment: I think this sonnet shows how the little kids in one class grows up and how many fun memories they had. It also shows how they learned so much and now its time to become an adult and go their separate ways. Well done.

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I won't stop I will not give up.

I want to make gains that are unreal.

Pop is a no can do in my only quest.

My tiny calves pains me very much.

I have calves that are like pegs.

I have quads that are like rock.

My legs are weird yes they really are.

The gods have did me wrong in my quest.

I kinda have a chest and shoulders.

But I have arms like sticks.

It can be a pest having a big chest.

I eat lucky charms to get good arms.

I have a calf that will make the girl laugh.

I won't give up yeah you can laugh at me.

Kyler's Analysis: What I got from your sonnet was your determination to improve your gains mainly in your calves. Also, the picture is really funny.

Tanner:Trueeeeeee

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Left during the end of the last summer.

Flowers flicker and said good-bye gently.

And l was such a wandering stranger.

Walked on unacquainted streets lonely.

Days past as soon as the flying arrow.

Bright is swallowed and hide by the darkness.

Nights came from everlasting and real slow.

The air is all around my deeply misd.

How can l just sink in the collapsar.

Far and the unfureseeable future.

One day my world is surrounded by stars.

That's the solicitade from the friends here.

If life has ruthless pushed you in midnight.

Do not forget you will always be bright.

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When I look through the window, I see trees

Sprouting from seeds they begin their journey

Falling down to the earth are many leaves

Leaving their life to move on in hurry

Among the trees, there is a living plant

Growing upon it is a piercing thorn

Determined to climb this plant is an ant

Trying so hard but is only left scorn

To find some brightness in life is the flower

When its hardships become too real

But after getting through, it has more power

To live without doubt is its new meal

Finding the righteousness in life is bright

To keep the bright you must follow the light

Edo's comment: I enjoyed your sonnet a lot. I liked very much how you expressed the idea of the journey as a leaves leaving her tree. I saw a lot of myself in what you are describing through this experience that I am making here.

Maggie's Comment: I think your sonnet is about someone trying to go through lifes hardships and accomplishing that goal and then living without the regret of giving up and having more determination for what lies ahead. Good job!

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Sonnets are very difficult to write

Thinking of these rhymes has taken much time

it honestly has been a constant fight

This art I cannot master, like a mime

I read all my friends and it blows my mind

I don't get it, so difficult for me

It seems as if to these rhymes I am blind

Writers block is what it has got to be

As I near completion, I start to smile

For the time I have left is now shorter

Once I finish I will not feel vile

Sonnets were the worst part of the quarter

Out of us all I'm the worst sonneteer

I'm truly the opposite of Shakespeare

Ashley's Comment: I love this! I love how you express that it was hard for you to write you sonnet and how you don't think it will be any good. I seriously loved your poem and i think it's pretty great.

Ben: I believe that this is about how you don't think you're Sonnet is ad good as anyone else's. The reason I think that is it'still obvious. Classic Shakespeare.

Cody: this sonnet send the message that you don't like writing sonnets and that you think you're bad at it but are very bright

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You have created a path which you must follow,

One which you must set out on alone.

What if the known path prove also itself hollow?

Will a new one suddenly be all grown?

Along the path of which you have just chose,

You may find a mountain or a small knoll.

At the foot of the slope, some new paths arose

The best choice then is but a brand new role.

Many more obstacles may yet appear

Some you'll climb, some you'll decide to avoid.

Some will turn right back to this place here,

But to complain of these makes me annoyed.

Blessed are those who can see what's ahead,

All I see is in the end i'll be dead.

Kyler's Analysis: What I got from your sonnet was you never truly know what you want to do, you may think you do, but many people end up changing their mind along the way.

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Ready to go once I step on the court.

Preparation is key, takes time and hustle.

But I don't care it is my favorite sport.

No matter how big or how small you need muscle.

Game time is near suit up and tie your shoes.

I may be trusted to take the last shot.

No matter the outcome, yay or boos.

I will be ready when I'm put on the spot.

It could be my last game or my first game.

Every game I must not yield

So when I look back I have no shame.

Like a solider out on the battlefield.

Now it's over and off I go,

to college where I'll work hard I know.

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Sitting on this vast beast, I love to ride.

The sight of her makes people fear and run.

When the speed and the elements collide.

With glory and trust this horse is quite fun.

I would choose no other to go this road.

This highway has many curves like my life

I drive and I thrive to let off my load.

As I go to places I do not strife.

She maybe rusty and a little old.

Yet she's still a good American horse.

Even versus the new, I think she's bold.

Been there through everything wce ith such great force.

I will not cry when I don't say goodbye.

In my future I know she will not lie.

Evan- I like this sonnet because me and you have the opposite cars i have modern "hot rod" and you have the classic "hot rod".

gene:  I like the pic of your car and I like the way it looks

Kyle: I liked the way you talked about American muscle and I also liked gow you

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A cold drop of rain falls high from the sky

Forming the puddles of sorrowing nights

Sadness in my reflection makes me sigh

Trying to be happy just doesn't seem right

The color of gloom carries death with it

Darkness and sadness flows through my veins

My life force keeps sinking down in a pit

The grey gloominess in my eyes seem plain

Yet a cold drop of rain can bring in life

As the clouds bring forth the heavy wet rain

After, the sun shines it takes away the strife

As it takes the rain it takes with it the pain

With drops of rain life is created

Leaving no death to be dated

Kennedy's Comment: Good job with this Katy. I like the deepness of it. Keep your head up

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Day by day, everything seems dark and grey,

Yet I wake up and see the suns bright glow,

And the flowers bloom like the first of May,

It is as if the world will never know.

The lovers heart still desires 'nother heart,

And the waves crashing are constantly flowing,

And the painter shows his life through his art,

I walk around to notice the grass growing.

All the stars attempt to make a new trend,

While the other stars rise with their gleam,

But time has ended for you my dear friend,

I continue to think I'm in a dream.

Surrounded by people, yet still alone,

'Cause I die without you; fading from the known.
Sam: I like to see all the ties you made to art. The stars and dreams kind of made me think of the future and what lies ahead.
Edo: I like the idea that you showed at the beginning of the sonnet it made me think that even if we feel like it's been a bad day, looking through it again we can find something, that glow, that made us smile and happy. Also I found interesting the scene of the painter showing his life through his art. I think in some ways we all are artists whom purpose is to create a masterpiece out of our life, something to be proud of showing others.

Tanner: this was really good and fun to read i liked all the ties to art

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Oh what a day when the clouds come and rain,

Sometimes the trees need a heavy shower.

But still when it rains, it gives me such pain,

Even if it makes such a pretty flower.

Oh so much fun to have in the summer,

There's time at the lake and time for swimming.

When it is over, it's such a bummer,

And then comes college, a new beginning.

We buy our new books as leaves start to fall,

This is our new start as we move apart.

I know I will have to give it my all,

No matter how far, you're all in my heart.

Winter must come but spring will soon appear,

Don't worry my friend for fun will soon be here.

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As time moves forward, we prepare to part

Although we've been together all these years

Our greatest memories still in my heart

Now what I have is a mind full of fears

Compared to a life, our time has been brief

We've grown to be close, I'd call us family

Not knowing my future gives me such grief

Moving on will be hard as it can be

For the time that we've spent, I shant forget

Leaving this chapter makes me feel so sad

And the time I've missed I'll always regret

For this reason I will always feel bad

Throughout the years, we have become so close

These are the years I will cherish the most

Linda's Comment: This sonnet is about graduation. Lots of years spent together make us close. Time gave us great memories and some missed regret which you will never forget. Living is sad, but we are close we are one:)

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I have a passion for a thing called snow.

I rode to the top of a tall mountain.

Some may have said I wasn't fast, for I was slow.
I could have used a drink ftom a fountain.
For the days that I ride show my passion.
For snowmobiling is part of my love.
For I do not have the greatest fashion.
For my hand got cold, so I put on a glove.
For I broke my snowmobiles left ski.
For it also had wrecked my new motor.
Which ment that the snowmobile had stranded me.
Even when I took a ride on the rotor.
Once I was done playing in the powder.
I went home and had a bowl of chowder.
Cody: I think that sonnet shows just how much love love snow and snowmobiling, it also shows that you are not a fan of writing sonnets.

gene: i like your sonnet besuse I think the way you ti

Casey's Comment; I think this sonnet shows a adventure kyle wants to have on a new Articat. I think that it would be fun as well good sonnet kyle.

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Whenever I would run up to the ball

I knew it was a battle on the line.

Ev'ry brother was in it for the long haul

While we would play down in the field of nine.

When the opposition would take the field

We knew that we must be first to attack.

Fighting hard and refusing to yield

Even when Ben's leg decided to crack.

When it came to the end of the season

I knew that the year had been so much fun.

Even though it was for a normal reason,

I knew that my senior season was done.

Though I tried to leave the field with a bang

For the very last time these pads I hang.

Evan- i like this because i can relate. mine was for a different reason but i feel what you feel.

Ben: I like this because it sort of explains the way you feel while playing football. Also too soon.

Morgan's Comment: I really like your sonnet because it expresses how much you like football and what it meant to be apart of the team.

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Fragments of life may have to change here soon,

But, of those changes, mine will affect two.

My Mother and Father will cry by June,

While I in fact will see it too true.

Celebration causes tears well overdue,

For Moms and Dads and Relatives of few.

I know that I will never forget you,

Because you know I won't know how to.

Some dreams are meant to be dreams forever,

But others are meant fro the future too.

And although you may see it as clever,

My dreams will be proven forever new.

Thou time will change in life another way,

The heart always shows you the way to stay.

Edo's comment: In your sonnet I really felt the embrace of change, how we need not to forget what we left behind but still need to look proudly forward. For what we accomplished and what we are going to.

Ashley's Comment: Grant, I liked how you talked about graduation and how every things going to be changing and about how your heart shows you what to do. I like how you say some dreams are just dreams but they can turn into something if you pursue them.