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Salutations down below. For I am your guardian, young fellow. I am your shadow following you all day. If there is trouble, I'll lead the way. In the night I am your moon.
A fearful feeling in the air, Spirits rising here and there. The scream of death is all I hear, Dead corpses walking near. Life does not last long in this place, Darkness, covering every space.
I don't know why I have to go, but mom says I do. Why do I have to learn so much about this world so blue.
As we were looking for some fun, Pop's nose began to run. Throughout drawer, floor, and shelf we looked; But through the stress without protest, We read the poems in his book.
I love you. Three powerful words. May shock some, May over joy others, May leave some speechless. These words mean so much, These words show so much. Three words you can't take back.
The announcer announced to everyone, That the silly circus had begun. The clowns started to juggle balls high in the air. But suddenly a roar came from the lion's lair.
Grandma's view is very new The water shines when the sun hits the blue It's by the Erie bay It's big in a super way. Look at the sailors on the lake On her porch for a look we take.
Lying in the grass looking up... Oh how I wish I could fly. I want to get closer to the twinkling, blinking specks in the sky. There are way too many to count as the night goes by.
Winter is turning into spring, I wonder what happiness this season will bring. Birds chirping wonderful songs, Life is great, what can go wrong.
We flew to a great place called Italy, We sailed all the way through the big blue sea.
Relaxation is as green as the grass. It looks like a shady tree in the summer time. It sounds like chirping. It smells like something baking in the oven. It tastes like roasted marshmallows.
It's the fourth color on the rainbow. You see it every year, poking up from under the snow. It feels like a soft patch of grass. It looks like velvet on a smooth piece of glass.
I was walking my way from school But what I did wasn't cool. When I walked in the room I knew I was doomed The way my mom looked at me. She looked at me very suspicious.
As I dribble down the court. I can feel the wind whooshing through my hair. My heart beating, roaring to keep up with me. The tension from the crowd. I can hear the crowd screaming.
There once was a duck- His name was Tuck. He had bad luck. He went on vacation to the white mountain peak- But sadly, a snowball bent his delicate beak.
Bright tangerine sun sparkling like a diamond. Sitting by myself on an icy cold seat. Gentle, sweet wind. Hitting my little, pink face. Not a word was said for the longest time.
One day Alice saw a bunny He looked very funny His name was Nate and he was going to be late. So Alice followed him into a hole She got big then she got small.
Praying in my mind, As I sit by my dog's grave, I think if I'll be up there someday, Suddenly I hear wind whistling.
Leaves dance about. Swirling in a windswept ballet. Grass curling up towards the sky. Towards a more promising future. Flowers bow to the wind. Dirt packed hard into a path. Trod by many feet.
He has given us morning, brightness and sun. He has given us laughter to share with everyone. He has given us rainbows and flowers. He has given us songs to sing-along with dear ones.