My Poetry

Green

As i walked out of school,
my peers ran.
I breathed,
catching enough air to fill my lungs.
I sat, there on the ground.
I saw many incects.
Including ants.
I gave them a piece of my lunch.
Bread.
They looked greatful,
as they scurried of
to their kingdoms.
I stood up,
and i was too, greatful,
of mother earth.

Uncle Timmy's Story

It was Melanoma. Hospus.

Easter Sunday of the year 2010.
God spoke with wisdom in his voice. "Timothy, i will wait to send you to my glorious kingdom until your family is together. For them to comfort each other."
Later that day, uncle Timmy got a box that was gold. Inside was a white dress with a halo, white dress, and a pair of wings that were just his size. It was his time, he knew, to go on the golden elevator in the sky. He put on his gift from god, and slowly walked into the elevator. He pressed the button that read: paradise. Now, today, he watches over each and every one of us. We love you uncle Timmy.


Day of Rain

As i walked down the road,
others scurried
with their umbrellas,
i looked at my arms,
as little droplets covered them.
I felt them on my head and shoulders too.
And thanked god
for this wonderful day 
of rain.


In the Sun

I sat on my favorite chair outside
in the sun
it felt good
on my arms and legs
it made me feel tired
so i fell asleep
i dreamed of good things
dance, coco
and after it seemed like 5 seconds,
i woke up
to find my self
in the dark
and went inside
and waited for the sun 
to come visit me again.