By: Maria Mena, 10

 

 

A song...

Everything I do

 

 

"Looking into your eyes you will see,

What you mean to me search your heart

Search your soul and when you find me there

You’ll search no more. Don’t tell me it’s not worth

Dying’ for you know it’s true, everything I do …..

I do it for you …

Look into your heart to hide take me as

I am and take my life I would give it all  

I would Sacrifice.

Don’t tell me it’s not worth fighting for I can’t help it 

There’s nothing I want more you know it’s true

Everything I do…  I do it for you there’s no love 

like your love And no other  

could give more love there’s nowhere 

unless You’re there all the time 

all the way on, you can’t Tell me it’s not worth trying for I can’t help it  

there’s nothing   I want more I would fight for you  

 i'd lie for you walk the write for you .. i'd die for you 

you know it's true .. Everything i do i do for you."

 

 

 

A short story...

A Good Friend.

 

One day, when I was a freshman in high school,

 I saw a kid from my class walking home from school.

His name was Kyle it looked like he was carrying some books,

And I thought to myself “why would anyone bring home all his books

On a Friday”? He must really be a nerd."

I had a weekend planned(Parties and a football game with my friend’s tomorrow afternoon),

So I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.

They ran right up to him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.

His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.

Then he looked up, and I saw his terrible sadness in his eyes.

My heart went out to him, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses,

and I saw a tear in his eyes.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks, they really should get a life!"

 He looked me and said, “Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his face.

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude...

 

 

A poem...

School Days

 

Schools days Growing up in this day and age.

With free expression all the rage.

Our young ones learn when starting school.

That reading and math are cool.

While writings not the least bit boring.

It really is so much like growing.

For every child it is essential to realize their potential

 teachers always do their best to stimulate their interest.

When years of school days end

At last with all examinations passed

 

 

 

A poem...

The Secret in the Mirror

 

The Secret in the Mirror

The mirror is dirty from the detritus of daillness

I look in the mirror and I'm freckled.

A week out from being cleaned, maybe two, maybe more.

The Milky Way shows itself in the secret silver.

This star chart in my own bathroom, A glow not in darkness

But with the lights on, everything suddenly so clear.

It is not toothpaste and water spots – when I look in the

Mirror, it is writing and numbers, Musical notes, is an so

Morse – like codes, runes. I am looking over into the other

Side and over there, whoever they are, it turns out,

They look a lot like me. Like me, but freckled.

 

 

 

A short story...

Brother Hood

I walk slowly down the streets paved with sadness.

Addicts begging for favors and pleading for change .

Desperation plagues their dark hollow eyes and their hearts they are empty and I.

I see children in the parks they're playing, smiles and joy light up their faces with glee , laughter fills the air with sing and delight , Their hearts are full with love and trust in their eyes , I silently cry.

I cry for the lost , the rich and the poor, whose hearts have growth bitter and cold, for what could have been in their life Is now gone, and left Is the empty high of a drug that's unknown.

I pray for the ones who have given up hope

Hope for a future of love, faith and joy,

I pray for the lonely the sick and the lost , that someone would take the time to reach out .

I hope for a future , a better tomorrow , for the people who need compassion and care , I hope that bitterness melts with the touch of a heartbeat,

I hope for the love that we can give one another , for are we not everyone's brother?