Lee: Math double sided sheet on too many facts and to few facts. Due Dec 10
Monday, December 3, 2007
Stages of life
Hi everyone, please comment on this poem because it means alot to me and I worked hard on it.
Your stages of life are
your symbols of life
and your only
memories too
Babies, for the truth their
useless, all they do is
cry, poo and drink
their bottles
But remember, you were
useless at some point too
Toddlers, they bring joy to
people learning how to
walk, talk an eat
proper food
But remember you were learning
how to walk, talk and eat too
Kids, they have their own
imagination and they
start their years
of school
But remember, you once and still
have an imagination of your own
Teenagers, theyre in high school and
they start having much
more homework
from school
But remember, you once
got alot of homework
Adults, getting married and findings
carriers, the point where
you find the purpose
of life
But remember, you once
found the purpose of life too
Grandparents, they have grandchildren and
give presents to them
and the have kids that
love them
Your stages of life are
your symbols of life
and your only
-Janine
memories too
your symbols of life
and your only
memories too
Babies, for the truth their
useless, all they do is
cry, poo and drink
their bottles
But remember, you were
useless at some point too
Toddlers, they bring joy to
people learning how to
walk, talk an eat
proper food
But remember you were learning
how to walk, talk and eat too
Kids, they have their own
imagination and they
start their years
of school
But remember, you once and still
have an imagination of your own
Teenagers, theyre in high school and
they start having much
more homework
from school
But remember, you once
got alot of homework
Adults, getting married and findings
carriers, the point where
you find the purpose
of life
But remember, you once
found the purpose of life too
Grandparents, they have grandchildren and
give presents to them
and the have kids that
love them
Your stages of life are
your symbols of life
and your only
-Janine
memories too
Holocaust Poem draft three
Into the heart
Between seas and fields
I'ts hard to imagine what happend
Hear
But their are Men blessed by heaven
With a story
Who sometimes are unable to distinguish
Many years of pain
With the scars they may carry
May they protect you
Despite
The men with
Guns
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