Spring 2011
I once wanted to see the time fly, I wanted to see it fly by! So I picked up my clock, hickory, dickory dock! I ran up to my room, with a quick little zoom!
When I ran what a show! I opened the window. I threw my clock, hickory, dickory dock!
I got to see the time fly and the time flew right on by!
Jonathan Palermo Grade 4
Imagine: Vast open fields Surrounded by white pickets.
Tan stallions bolt around gracefully. Petite fawns frolic about.
When a dream is the truth
And you’re caught in your own reflection You crumble beneath your wings of selfishness
Vanessa Zimmerman Grade 8
The aroma of the green blades of grass Put me in a dreamy state.
This magical place is my love. This is where I feel at peace.
A feeling of serenity washes over me Like I have fallen into a dream. The horses calm me
Like a mother to its infant.
As the sun smiles down over the pasture, I realize…I am home.
Justine Cornelius Grade 9
RIPPLES 2011
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