Thirty Days of Student Poetry

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If its freedom I long for, its freedom
I’ll get, deep in their hearts they will
regret, a young wild mustang is hard
to contain, they will once more allow
for my freedom to reign.

Megan N.

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Oceans are clear blue.
Coming waves to the shore.
East and west the waves are going.
Amazing creatures inside.
Natural blue water.

Yessina H.

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I AM FROM…

I am sad, mad.
I wonder about walking on the clouds.
I hear rain.
I see clouds.
I want to fly.
I am sad, mad.

I pretend I’m flying.
I feel wind around.
I touch sky.
I worry to die.
I cry I have nothing to do.
I am sad, mad.

I understand nothing at all.
I say I cry.
I dream alot.
I try not crying.
I hope to fly.
I am sad, mad.

Vanessa Izoita
5th Grade

Happy Poetry.
Happy Reading.

MsMac

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