A.N. Alright, so I'm just starting this because the idea struck me. I probably will continue all through the year, though updates will be irregular. I will change the title, but probably not until June, when the school year's over. I might also make up another one for grade 10. All entries will be dated, so it'll be sort of like a diary of poetry.
October 16, 2003
English class: This stuff was just part of the free writing exercise today. They look better when the first letters have a larger font, but I can't do that on here, so bear with me.
Throughout life there are many things we would avoid.
However, they come no matter how we try to avert these hard and painful encounters.
And yet lifting our teary faces from our grief-stained hands, we find the people who promised to be there; whether in thought word or deed.
No matter how many times we fall, they never seem to give up all hope and turn their backs as we fear they one day will.
So with renewed courage and strength, we continue on our way.
Spinning under a grey sky that some might call gloomy
Prancing along the sidewalk, not caring what the staring strangers think
Loving the coolness, the freshness, the inspiration
Although friends call out: I'm strange, I'm weird, I'll catch a chill
Sweetness none but nature herself could ever home to capture
Happiness rarely felt after childhood innocence is lost
Dancing light upon the green fields; upon the ocean blue
Announcing yet another day, another chance anew
Waking from the grasp of sleep, those who've still to rouse
Never failing to remind of the beauty this world can house.