The feeling of the
Hexagon
Pentagon
Patterns of your first
Ball
The feeling of your
First header
Or your first goal
The feeling of
Winning
Your first
Game
But none of
Those feelings
Match
Up
To the feeling
Of playing
The
Game I
Love
By Peter
Brightly shining as the sky,
Lapping at the sandy edge,
Unfurling wings as a jay,
Edging its way across my room.
By Dan R.
The rush, the feeling,
The wind, the ball
And
The shot.
By Dan R.
They are sour and sweet,
Painful and crunchy.
They will make you scream.
The sour will make you squint.
The sweetness will make you smile.
If you put too much in your mouth,
You could just drop dead.
It is the sour of a Warhead.
By Shawn
If I was an orphan,
I would be lonely right now.
the wind would
be the only thing, hurting me.
No mommmy or daddy,
just me and Teddy
my best friend.
I would have to get my own food,
I would have to work, too.
Try to earn money
so I could just stay alive.
I need comfort.
I’m scared right now.
By Harpreet
I w
No outs
getting bored
grounder to second
field it clearly
flip to me
out number one
throw to first
it was clear as day
I made my first
double play
By Peyton
Barf! Eww, I threw up again.
I lay in my bed and rest my weary head.
Even though my stomach feels like it’s on fire.
When I get to school, I feel like I’m going to throw up in front of everyone.
I get very nervous like I’m in the circus up on the high wire.
By Damir
Smooth
Round petals,
That are colors of
Red, pink and white,
Swirl
In puffy circles,
But looks are deceiving.
If you don’t look twice,
You’ll grab the stem
Without knowing,
And be bitten by,
The roses’
Teeth
By Gabi
Is it so
Is it so hard
Why is it so hard?
So many changes
So many changes in a short amount of time
One change
One change can make
One change can make you said
So sad
So sad but
So sad but friends make a change
A big change
A good change
Anonymous
I pick up my bat
and head for the plate
get in the box
I feel the pressure
have to get a hit
pitch is coming
I swing
Crack!
Over the outfielders
sprinting to first
go on to second
coach waves me home
running, sliding,
SAFE!
By Peyton