If I Were – by Brenna K.

If I were a unicorn I would gallop and play, While trotting through the sun all day. With my rainbow mane to a shine like a star, To sit back and watch the sea from afar. What an amazing life it would be.

May 1, 2013
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Unicorns – by Brenna K.

Unicorns lead trails of rainbows, Shining with their sparkling bows. They run with a jump and a spring, Chasing chickens flapping their wings. For who knows how long this will go.

May 1, 2013
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Dreams – by Shreya S.

Can you hear the calling? Urging you to pursue your dreams? Can’t you tell that it is tempting? To believe that everything is not what it seems? Why won’t you go to the voices? And hear what they have to say? They could change your life, In an unexpected way. It could lead you far away, To a land never known. Here you can make the future, And the journey…

May 1, 2013
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Fear – by Sumbul S.

Fear by Sumbul S. My name is Fear.  I am hidden like the moon on a frigid, eerie night. The deepest darkest secret inside. I bring torture upon those who turn from me. I am comprised of many unique faces and personalities. Some ugly, black and red; others bright, sunny yellows and grassy greens. I approach when least anticipated; plodding, voiceless, ever-so-carefully like a predator and its prey. Always chasing…

May 5, 2012
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Gone – by Sumbul S.

Gone by Sumbul S. I didn’t realize how much I care for you until you left.  I deeply miss you.  I took you for granted,  Thinking you’d stay.  We’ll meet once more someday.Happiness, like a mirror, staring back at you.  It never lasts long.It was a peaceful darkness.  Sitting there with my family, on the welcoming couch,  Having an excellent time. A faultless summer evening.  It was the phone.  Its…

May 5, 2012
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Death of a Flower – by Jessica C.

Death of a Flower by Jessica C. Flower’s dust bears leaves of gray As snow begins to fall A solemn affair his death doth be Though no one hears his call He cries for the sun whose light has waned To a scant imitation of a ray When bright and warm it shall be again Oh, how he longs for this day For a day so distant, it is hard…

May 5, 2012
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