"Tristen is my Great Niece and in the 7th Grade"
"The Someone Special"
We walk around in town
laughing and joking
We see movies,
at the Prospector
like Madagascar
Come to each other houses
for sleepovers
and fun galore.
We eat popcorn
and play truth or dare
We share secrets
and the latest news
Even though
we have had our bumps
We have each other's back
We are the best of friends
I am a pebble
I live next to a stream
under the shade
of the maple tree
I am quiet,
I am still,
I am gray,
My creator is Mother nature
and my father is a boulder.
"A Recipe for Drama"
Take two friends
a cup of jealousy
a drop of rage
and a teaspoon of hate
stir until you can see the tension
then add a drop of mean gossip
and bake it in the oven
test it.
You know when it is done when
there is an all out war.
My messy room
has clothes all over the floor
They are the colors of the rainbow
They are small, big, short and wide
They are t-shirts, leggings, pants and socks.
My messy room
There are toys scattered about
My monster high dolls in the corner
The stuffed animals in a clump
And my bouncy balls rolling around.
My messy room
Has blankets from my bed on the floor
There are black, gray and white ones
They have patterns with flowers
and some that are just plain.