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By:

Yosa Buson

The light of a candle
is transferred to another candle—
spring twilight.

From Haiku Master Buson by Yosa Buson. Copyright © 2007 by Yosa Buson, translated by Edith Shiffert. Reprinted by permission of White Pine Press.

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Who Has Seen the Wind? By Christina Rossetti

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Who Has Seen the Wind? By Christina Rossetti

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Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you.

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I.

But when the trees bow down their heads,

The wind is passing by.

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Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you.

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I.

But when the trees bow down their heads,

The wind is passing by.

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By ee cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

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By Lola Colette

I want them to know

that although life can be hard

It’s also

incredible and amazing.

that although they may have doubts

they, too, are

incredible and amazing.

I want them to know

that they may not understand

how powerful words can be,

but once they unlock the meaning,

they, too, become

powerful and understood.

I want them to know

that they have have captured

my heart

and  we will always be

connected.

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By Anonymous
I know a funny little man,

As quiet as a mouse,

Who does the mischief that is done

In everybody’s house!

There’s no one ever sees his face,

And yet we all agree

That every plate we break was cracked

By Mr. Nobody!

‘Tis he who always tears out books,

Who leaves the door ajar,

He pulls the buttons from our shirts,

And scatters pins afar;

That squeaking door will always squeak,

For prithee, don’t you see

We leave the oiling to be done

By Mr. Nobody!

He puts damp wood upon the fire

That kettles cannot boil;

His are the feet that bring in mud,

And all the carpets soil.

The papers always are mislaid;

Who had them last, but he?

There’s no one that tosses them about,

But Mr. Nobody.

The finger marks upon the door

By none of us are made;

We never leave the blinds unclosed

To let the curtains fade.

The ink we never spill; the boots

That lying round you see

Are not our boots, -- they all belong

To Mr. Nobody.

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By Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf’s a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief.

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.

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by George Ella

I am from clothespins,

from Clorox and carbon-tetrachloride.

I am from the dirt under the back porch.

(Black, glistening,

it tasted like beets.)

I am from the forsythia bush

the Dutch elm

whose long-gone limbs I remember

as if they were my own.

I'm from fudge and eyeglasses,

from Imogene and Alafair.

I'm from the know-it-alls

and the pass-it-ons,

from Perk up! and Pipe down!

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By Sara Holbrook

I am how I act

And

I am what I eat.

I sometimes react,

And

I’m not yet complete.

Nothing about me is permanent.

Growing up

Is a chain reaction.

The mirror may reflect

ugly duckling,

but inside I’m a

coming attraction.

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By Jennifer L. Betts

Princess Eva waited so long.

She wondered if the fairy had been wrong.

Trapped in the castle was she.

How could this be?

The witch cackled he'll never come.

That prince is a 🤬.

Princess Eva just sighed sadly.

Maybe she didn't want this so badly.

Looking out the window.

She was tired of being in limbo.

When the witch went to sleep

The princess decided to creep

Right down the stairs.

"Who cares?"

She thought with a smile.

"I'm leaving this castle, princess style."

"Who needs a prince?" thought she.

I've just got to rely on me.

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Haiku
By Katie

The wind howls loud,
Thunder quickly cracks like glass,
And the rain taps on.

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Haiku
So many pieces,
When put together as one,
Can not be outdone.

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By Sean Bussey
I’m bored, I have nothing to do besides games but it can be boring too, I don’t know how to make a poem as much but here it is too.

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Nature Poem
By Matthew

The tree in my backyard
Dances with the wind
The tree in my backyard
The one I climbed as a kid

The tree in my backyard
Houses a family of sparrows
I dont know how they fit
When there door is so narrow

The tree in my backyard
So bare in the winter
Yet he always gives me a splinter

The tree in my backyard
Shaped crooked like a V
The tree is where I
Can be anybody

Now when I leave
I leave something behind
A branch engraved with the simple word mine

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By Mercedes
Wide varieties of colors,
There isn't no other,
Tulips.
Spring has come with Easter,
They have an amazing feature,
Tulips.
God gave us beautiful flowers,
Though it didn't take hours,
one word " Tulips " and they appeared.
Tulips.

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By: Myles
Sometimes the world can be seen as Black and White, but when color appears, don't waste the opportunity to have fun!

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We're Not All Perfect.
By:Jaedyn S

We're not all perfect.
But we can always improve.
We're not all perfect.
And no one will ever be.
We're not all perfect.
But in our own way.
We're not all perfect.
Don't be ashamed.
We're not all perfect.
Its just how it goes.
We're not all perfect.
But to someone out there we are.

WE'RE NOT ALL PERFECT.

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The Universe sees
What Mankind often forgets
Just how small we are

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By Jennifer L. Betts

Princess Eva waited so long.
She wondered if the fairy had been wrong.
Trapped in the castle was she.
How could this be?
The witch cackled he'll never come.
That prince is a 🤬.
Princess Eva just sighed sadly.
Maybe she didn't want this so badly.
Looking out the window.
She was tired of being in limbo.
When the witch went to sleep
The princess decided to creep
Right down the stairs.
"Who cares?"
She thought with a smile.
"I'm leaving this castle, princess style."
"Who needs a prince?" thought she.
I've just got to rely on me.

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The Light of a Candle
The Light of a Candle
By:
Yosa Buson

The light of a candle
               is transferred to another candle—
               spring twilight.

From Haiku Master Buson by Yosa Buson. Copyright © 2007 by Yosa Buson, translated by Edith Shiffert. Reprinted by permission of White Pine Press.


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I’m bored
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I’m bored, I have nothing to do besides games but it can be boring too, I don’t know how to make a poem as much but here it is too.
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Black and White
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Sometimes the world can be seen as Black and White, but when color appears, don't waste the opportunity to have fun!
                                        
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Mr. Nobody
Mr. Nobody
By Anonymous
I know a funny little man,
  As quiet as a mouse,
Who does the mischief that is done
  In everybody’s house!
There’s no one ever sees his face,
  And yet we all agree
That every plate we break was cracked
  By Mr. Nobody!

‘Tis he who always tears out books,
  Who leaves the door ajar,
He pulls the buttons from our shirts,
  And scatters pins afar;
That squeaking door will always squeak,
  For prithee, don’t you see
We leave the oiling to be done
  By Mr. Nobody!

He puts damp wood upon the fire
  That kettles cannot boil;
His are the feet that bring in mud,
  And all the carpets soil.
The papers always are mislaid;
  Who had them last, but he?
There’s no one that tosses them about,
  But Mr. Nobody.

The finger marks upon the door
  By none of us are made;
We never leave the blinds unclosed
  To let the curtains fade.
The ink we never spill; the boots
  That lying round you see
Are not our boots, -- they all belong
  To Mr. Nobody.

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Who Has Seen the Wind? By Christina Rossetti
Who Has Seen the Wind? By Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you.

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I.

But when the trees bow down their heads,

The wind is passing by.

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Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you.

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I.

But when the trees bow down their heads,

The wind is passing by.
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Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nothing Gold Can Stay
By Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

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Excerpt from Where I'm from
Excerpt from  Where I'm from
by George Ella

I am from clothespins,

from Clorox and carbon-tetrachloride.

I am from the dirt under the back porch.

(Black, glistening,

it tasted like beets.)

I am from the forsythia bush

the Dutch elm

whose long-gone limbs I remember

as if they were my own.

I'm from fudge and eyeglasses,

          from Imogene and Alafair.

I'm from the know-it-alls

          and the pass-it-ons,

from Perk up! and Pipe down!

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Coming Soon
Coming Soon 
By Sara Holbrook

I am how I act

And

I am what I eat.

I sometimes react,

And

I’m not yet complete.


Nothing about me is permanent.

Growing up

Is a chain reaction.

The mirror may reflect

                 ugly duckling,

but inside I’m a 
                coming attraction.
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No Prince Needed
No Prince Needed
By Jennifer L. Betts

Princess Eva waited so long.
She wondered if the fairy had been wrong.
Trapped in the castle was she.
How could this be?
The witch cackled he'll never come.
That prince is a 🤬.
Princess Eva just sighed sadly.
Maybe she didn't want this so badly.
Looking out the window.
She was tired of being in limbo.
When the witch went to sleep
The princess decided to creep
Right down the stairs.
"Who cares?"
She thought with a smile.
"I'm leaving this castle, princess style."
"Who needs a prince?" thought she.
I've just got to rely on me.

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The Light of a Candle
The Light of a Candle
By:
Yosa Buson

The light of a candle
               is transferred to another candle—
               spring twilight.

From Haiku Master Buson by Yosa Buson. Copyright © 2007 by Yosa Buson, translated by Edith Shiffert. Reprinted by permission of White Pine Press.


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I’m bored
I’m bored
By Sean Bussey
I’m bored, I have nothing to do besides games but it can be boring too, I don’t know how to make a poem as much but here it is too.
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Black and White
Black and White
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Sometimes the world can be seen as Black and White, but when color appears, don't waste the opportunity to have fun!
                                        
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[I carry your heart with me (I carry it in]
[I carry your heart with me (I carry it in] 

By ee cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you


here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart


i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)


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Dreams for My Loves
Dreams for My Loves
By Lola Colette

I want them to know 
that although life can be hard
It’s also 
incredible and amazing.
that although they may have doubts
they, too, are
incredible and amazing.
I want them to know 
that they may not understand
how powerful words can be,
once they unlock the meaning, 
they, too, become
powerful and understood.
I want them to know
that they have have captured 
my heart
and  we will always be
connected.


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Storm
Storm
Haiku
By Katie

The wind howls loud,
Thunder quickly cracks like glass,
And the rain taps on.
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Puzzle
Puzzle
Haiku
So many pieces,
When put together as one,
Can not be outdone.
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The tree in my backyard
The tree in my backyard
Nature Poem
By Matthew 

The tree in my backyard
Dances with the wind 
The tree in my backyard 
The one I climbed as a kid

The tree in my backyard
Houses a family of sparrows
I dont know how they fit 
When there door is so narrow

The tree in my backyard 
So bare in the winter
Yet he always gives me a splinter

The tree in my backyard
Shaped crooked like a V
The tree is where I
Can be anybody

Now when I leave 
I leave something behind
A branch engraved with the simple word mine

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Tulips
Tulips
By Mercedes
     Wide varieties of colors,
There isn't no other,
           Tulips.
Spring has come with Easter,
They have an amazing feature,
              Tulips.
God gave us beautiful flowers,
Though it didn't take hours,
 one word " Tulips " and they appeared.
                 Tulips.
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Colors
Colors 
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My Own
My Own
We're Not All Perfect.
By:Jaedyn

We're not all perfect.
         But we can always improve.
We're not all perfect.
         And no one will ever be.
We're not all perfect.
          But in our own way.
We're not all perfect.
          Don't be ashamed.
We're not all perfect.
          Its just how it goes.
We're not all perfect.
          But to someone out there we are.
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[I carry your heart with me (I carry it in]
[I carry your heart with me (I carry it in] 

By ee cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

                                                      i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you


here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart


i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)


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Dreams for My Loves
Dreams for My Loves
By Lola Colette

I want them to know 
that although life can be hard
It’s also 
incredible and amazing.
that although they may have doubts
they, too, are
incredible and amazing.
I want them to know 
that they may not understand
how powerful words can be,
once they unlock the meaning, 
they, too, become
powerful and understood.
I want them to know
that they have have captured 
my heart

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his smile was like laughter haunting as if id loved him ones in a dream and then like a dream he was gone but then was still with me because of the fading laughter in my head he was still there roaming around in my head

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By: Lucy

The water shimmers and sparkles

Like glass

The rolling waves are calling me

While boats go by

I ask the waves why are you calling me

And all I hear is you belong.

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By:Cutter

I sit in my room

While outside the world goes boom.

Because a virus has taken hold

And changed the current mold.

People wear masks

To do every day tasks

School came to a sudden end

And now I cant see my friend

Our country acts surprised

But we saw the fear in their eyes.

It started across the sea

Now this virus is too close to me.

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I see the basketball scoreboard,

We’re up by three,

We’re the champions,

And that's how it’s gonna be.

- Jacob Rowe

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Cotton candy clouds,                 blowing in the wind.                     Sending a small drop of rain,           down to kiss the ground.                   Watch the transformation begin       as the earth begins to smile.

By: Emma

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the misfit elf
a dreadful little creature
the misfit elf
with all its frightful features
the crazy little elf
never stops its torture
for we all run from the misfit elf to stop its dreadful torture.

by: Harmony w.

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As i walk under the clear blue sky
feeling as if my troubled past flew by

As i travel to the place that makes me feel alive
the place im going to is the ocean of life

as i walk to the ocean, it may take an hour
i stopped to sniffed the colorful flowers

Finally i saw the ocean of life
Finally it feels like im in paradise

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go on   Yesterday has passed,
Its a new day.
The day was long,
Today is a song.
No school yesterday,
No school today.
Nobody to play,
Everyone can say.
Yesterday was sad,
Today I'll be happy.

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When I get to school,
I take a seat,
Sometimes I think of a beat,
I try to stay neat,
I get my sheet,
I never cheat,
It does repeat.

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By Jake C
Reading is fun
Reading is fun
Reading is fun for everyone
Reading is good
Reading is good
Reading is good for your brain
Reading is good everywhere
Reading is good on a train
Reading is good on a plane
Reading is good in a car
Reading is good near and far
Reading is cool in a school
Reading is cool on a stool
Reading is cool in a pool
Reading helps you learn
Just ask your friends and you'll see
Reading is good for you and me
Just take your turn and you'll see
Start to read in a tree
With your dog named Johnny B.

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That Jim
likes gym,
that Jim
hates gym,
that Jim
eats gym,
That Jim
barfs Gym.

-Ronan G.

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suspicious dinner | "definitely" a limerick-not

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suspicious dinner | "definitely" a limerick-not

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Limericks,
dinner kicks?
Limerick!
Dinners Rick!!!!!!

-Ronan G.

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By: Jaedyn S

My Game Is Done.
It is not fun.
All I want is to run, run, run.
My Game Has Come To An A End.
I miss my friend.
I want this to be done.
So I can run, run, run.
But right now My Game Is Done.

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By Aleah Alla

Snowflakes melt onto the ground
The white layer of cold dispersing until next winter
A warm breeze hits the air,
as if saying I don't care
Spring has arrived
Giving off its warm, cool breeze
Flowers are being a new time to bloom
A new time to grow
And move on from the snow.
A new season,
A new day.
The sun shines bright
Displaying the flower's magnificent color.
Say goodbye to the harsh memories of Winter,
Say hello to Spring, giving life a new joyous tune.
A whistle of love.

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There once was a man from Peru. Who dreamed he was eating his shoe. He woke up at night. With a terrible fright. To find out his dream had come true!

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By MR

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Schools are canceled and less people  are out. The online classwork is just the right amount,  as for the people who wish to go to the lake to catch a trout. Just remember, Covid-19 is about.

By AC

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    Does it dry up      like a raisin in the sun?      Or fester like a sore—      And then run?      Does it stink like rotten meat?      Or crust and sugar over—      like a syrupy sweet?      Maybe it just sags      like a heavy load.      Or does it explode?

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    Does it dry up      like a raisin in the sun?      Or fester like a sore—      And then run?      Does it stink like rotten meat?      Or crust and sugar over—      like a syrupy sweet?      Maybe it just sags      like a heavy load.      Or does it explode?

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By  Langston Hughes poem name: Harlem

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We've been stuck in this
I don't like it
but whatever lol I'm stuck in it
not my choice
nothing is
cant wait to see you again

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Spring has approached and the day seems joyful. Many kids are outside being playful.
Walking in the meadow with blooming flowers.
Oh, all the colors that catch my eye!
Crack and Brook went the leaves that had been there with their own peeves. Pink bright petals fall from the trees, like sweet little angels flying along with the breeze.
Oh relaxing Spring, my favorite season. My only wish is to stay with you for one reason.

- Angelo

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The sunshine rays wake up the world
As the wind blows through the field
Birds sing their morning song
While bees and butterflies land on bright yellow flowers
And hawks soar through the sky
By, Colton M.

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Dragons, dragons, way up high
they shoot their flames right in the sky, if only I could be one of them,
careless and free just like back then.
Before the wrath of nature fell upon us, and to be completely honest, I miss those times way back then,
when I was careless and free just like the mighty dragon.

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Once my mom and dad were living at a zoo, she was making bacon cause she loves to do some caking, my dad was up in a tree and suddenly he had to pee.

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By Mercedes

Although it might be tough,
Going through this stuff,
God is with us,
He keeps us safe when needed,
His words of love go unheeded.
He created this virus,
He could take it away.
God with us.
I will follow Him,
I will listen to Him,
God with us.
The anger of nature has come,
God has gotten upset.
He will let everyone know He is here.
God with us.

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Mother Nature's Darkness to my trampoline

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Mother Nature's Darkness to my trampoline

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Roses Are Red Viloets are blue. My heart was red it just turned blue, why would nature do this to you. I took you granted now I am doomed. I remember those days when I used to jump and have fun on my trampoline now it is on its side like a slide should have saved you. Now it is broke when will it fix. On my knees praying to the lord too fix but I probaly deserve  it.
By Jayden

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Roses are red vilolets are blue. My heart is dead I am such a fool. Why did I run away from you should have gave my heart to you. Now you sitting up in heaven in better place. Hopeing I get forgivness so you I can see you once again. By Jayden Moscol

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When school shut down we thought we would shout but now stuck home no friends C-O-V-I-D 19 shut down the whole earth thoughts of the world ending. Now people going to god to get all their blessings. Online work during a crisis making stundents stressed out, making parents stressed out don't worry we will be back in a shout of a doubt.
By Jayden Moscol

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There was a frog without a job, the frog heard a beep then they took a leap, chilling in a pond with my magic wand, then I hear a rip and that is really it.
By Justin

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By Mercedes
Love is like the planets,
No matter how far apart,
They still connect,
Love keeps us alive,
It keeps us happy,
No matter what.
Its in my heart,
in my mind,
underneath my skin,
Love is everywhere.

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By Nathan
The mountains are green and lively in the summer.

The mountains are brown and dead in the Winter.

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If they're feeling down,
try to make them feel better.
They matter as well.

A Haiku by Maxson /:)

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The moon is so bright
it lets off lots of light at knight
The offers sight

Zaedyn Champlain

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I'm tired of being in quarantine
i'm tired of not going outside
i'm tired of being alone
i'm tired of needing help
i'm tired of feeling stuck
but most of all, I'm tired of being                                tired
ANDREW

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Pug sags with exhaustion. Pug slobbers beneath his lolling limp tongue. Pug walks inside its little dog house, round and round and round and round looks for a good spot to rest. Plumps down in a lump of loose skin and naps all afternoon. Evan

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By: Sidney

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Easter is coming

Very,very soon

Sooner then I’d think

Sooner then I’d know

Maybe then I’ll get what I want

Just kidding

Easters for fun

Without a doubt

So please be grateful

For whatever

Cause easter is coming

Very,very soon

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I like to draw and paint on canvas and sketch paper.I Like to play roblox and make games in roblox to get robux.

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let's talk  about whats taking over,  the viruses fear no not corona. fear has spread across faster and has . this is not the end,  let's use the solution faith.
let's  stay calm

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It is quit funny,
Though is not just a story.
How we take things for granted,
How we don't know love something until we can't have it.
How we can see right through the things that make us feel whole.
This happens and it feels like something close was just stolen.
Our, friends, our escape, and our laughs.
And when we are forgiven,
we will get back what we miss and we shall no longer take things for granted.

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be careful there is a mouse in that house. oh yea and there is a rat in that trap. once i saw fox eating out that box. yes over here there is a lot of animals just like a zoo.               by Emilio Tavarez

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With our breath, we breathe
With our mouths, we eat
With our body we walk,
With our spirit we live
With our tears, we cry
with our lungs, we sigh
With our words, we lie
And it is because parents like ours,
that we always soar high!😘😁🙏