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and die in default

then the sirens laugh and play

The Life of a Tree by Isaiah Harrison

The tree of life is as wonderful as can be

It's where life begins,

and people create dreams.

Where roots are binded

Is how memories are built

As problems are blinded,

Life has no guilt!

At the top of the tree,

As branches sprout

Where others can't see

There begins a drought.

And as the drought spreads,

The tree begins to die

But rain finally comes

And soars through the sky.

The Rain pours rapidly,

Washing away the dry.

Where the problems onced laid

The roots were revived.

The tree of life is standing proud

And never again will it see a drought!

Forever has held the branches of the tree

The roots will hold together the family.

Prom by Christopher Egbert

Peaches, you remind me of plums; like that of earth, you are my sun.

Romance, of course, it’s something special and makes me want to be mad and run.

Of course, when I look at the stars at night, they give me a memory of you.

Making me want to sing like a wolf the whole night through.

I Am by Tayjah Kennedy

I am adventurous and imaginative

I wonder about what I will become in the future

I hear angel's harps as I rest my eyes

I see the people of Pompeii dance around the fire

I want to see the seven wonders in the world

I am adventurous and imaginative

I pretend that I live in a cartoon world

I feel the presence of my younger sister as I walk into her room

I touched the hand of an angel passing by

I worry I won't be good enough

I cry for the wickedness and cruelty to stop in this world

I am adventurous and imaginative

I understand that I am different than everyone else

I say that the future is going to get worse

I try to become a more positive person

I dream that I will become successful

I hope that I could travel to almost every country

I am adventurous and imaginative

To Matt by Bella Dombroski

Though I may not be able to move on,

My love is still stuck with you forever.

My heart is heavy with you being gone.

I remember your jokes; they were so clever.

I’ve been looking at the stars smiling,

Just knowing you’re there looking over me.

I’m just sitting at my desk dialing, and

Being sent to your voicemail helps me see

The reality that I just don’t need.

It took awhile just to believe.

I’d go to great lengths to see you--watch me plead!

Please just don’t leave me here alone to grieve, as

Every day I will keep on missing you since

Everyone’s life without you will be blue.