Our Poems
The power to dream is
the power to write a
new story at every sight
it comes clear in everyone's
fears to show that they're
in fright.
rile5
Feathers are any color in
the night; they are so pretty,
they bring a good sight.
They float from above, fly
in the sky. You might not
see them but they are there.
They laugh and they sing; they say
"Ho, ho, ho," and before you know it
They're gone in a moment.
alae5
Life is geat with each passing date.
Life stands out
like a multi-colored
person in a crowd;
Life hurts; sometimes that
is no doubt.
Life is good,
better than good: great
Life is great.
marl5