My Family is A Tackle Box

My Family is a Tackle Box

My dad is the fishing line, strong and supportive.
My grandma is the pole, helpful and kind-hearted.
My brother Gregory is the bobbers, outgoing and crazy.
My little sister Sara is the sinkers, happy and thoughtful.
My little brother Brandon is the spinners, tricky and persuasive towards my dad.
My brother Justin is the live bait, little and energetic.
And I am the tackle box holding us all in with my love.

~ Kaylee B. ~

I Nodded Like I Understood

I Nodded Like I Understood

My Dad had always said that the world, and everything in it, was a balance.

The Bird cannot survive without the worm, and the worm cannot survive without the World; I nodded like I understood.

My brother said that the world will not be the same, for you can see the changes every day; I nodded like I understood.

Someone also said that if I cross a river today, and I cross it again tomorrow, it would not be the same river; I nodded like I understood.

I was told that when light and twilight mix, it makes darkness; I nodded like I understood.

Somebody told me that the grass was greener on the other side, but when I saw it, it was muddy and dirty; I nodded like I understood.

My brother once told me that he would never let go, and he would never stop looking out for me; I nodded like I understood.

As my grand-father broke away from life, taking his last view of his loving family, he knew he would be looking down at me. When I was told that, I nodded like I understood.

But over time, it started to click in, and my head was getting the idea.

And now when I’m told something again, I nod because I do understand.

By Brandon V.

Buddy

Buddy

Oh dearest feline friend,

Your leg is useless,

Your eyes are vacant,

Your will is frail,

Your breath is stained with illness,

But in moments to come,

Your leg will no longer be needed,

Because your wings will carry you

Straight

To

Heaven

Amanda P.

My Family is…

My Family is a Tackle Box

My dad is the fishing line, strong and supportive.
My grandma is the pole, helpful and kind-hearted.
My brother Gregory is the bobbers, outgoing and crazy.
My little sister Sara is the sinkers, happy and thoughtful.
My little brother Brandon is the spinners, tricky and persuasive towards my dad.
My brother Justin is the live bait, little and energetic.
And I am the tackle box holding us all in with my love.

~ Kaylee B. ~

The Cheerleading Competition

As we wait on deck,
Everyone holding hands,
Apprehensive.
As our team name is called,
“HAWKS!”
Everyone tumbles onto the mat,
Enthusiastic.
As we bellow out our cheer,
Everyone using their loudest voices,
Exhilarated.
As we stand in complete silence,
Waiting for our music to begin so our routine can begin,
Everyone stiff and looking down,
Anxious.
As the first few chords of the music explodes through the speakers,
Everyone snaps into position,
Energetic.
As we toss the little girls into the air,
As high as possible,
Scared.
As we hear our team name once more,
“HAWKS!”
Everyone jumps up to collect the first place trophy,
Ecstatic.

Life Could Be a Bow or a Knot

Life Could Be a Bow or a KnotA bow is like a child holding her mother’s hand.
A knot is like a child with no hand to hold.A bow is like a little girl eating a pink cupcake.
A knot is like a boy eating a worm.

A bow is like getting the final touchdown.
A knot is like staying home sick and letting the team down.

A bow is like a new kitten with a ribbon around her neck.
A knot is like a lost dog with no home.

A bow is what everyone wants…
A knot is what life gives.

~Rebecca W

My Family Is a Shoe

My dad is the sole keeping everyone safe

My mom is the cushioned insole keeping you warm

My sister is the laces, always being taught new things

And I am the tongue who loves to talk!

Kirsten H.

I Should Have Said Goodbye

I should have said good-bye.
I remember looking at you in the hospital
thinking you were going to be ok,
having no doubt in my mind that you were going to die.
I wouldn’t let my brain believe that you were going to leave us.
It was too early for you to go.
I remember you repeating over and over to me on your hospital bed,
“Please do not be afraid of me.”
I never once was afraid of you, I was afraid for you,
for what was happening to you.
I should have spent more time with you,
but I was so sure you were going to be ok.
I thought I had more time, I was wrong.
You left before I could even say good-bye.
I was angry at myself, I wasn’t with you,
and I should have been.
I was angry at God for taking you away from us so soon.
It just wasn’t fair, just when Christmas was coming around,
just when your new baby niece was born,
just before your niece’s 25th birthday,
just before my 14th birthday.
It wasn’t fair for you to go;
we needed you here with us.
You were all we had left.
I should have said good-bye.

Lauren G

Buddy

Buddy

Oh dearest feline friend,

Your leg is useless,

Your eyes are vacant,

Your will is frail,

Your breath is stained with illness,

But in moments to come,

Your leg will no longer be needed,

Because your wings will carry you

Straight

To

Heaven

My FamilyIs A House

My dad is the foundation, strong and supportive.

My mom is the structure, which holds everyone together.

My brother Tyler is the roof, always out by himself.

I am the rooms-everywhere anyone is, I’m always there.

Dustin. K