stark county district library 16th annual poetry contest booklet grades 2-12

I SPY Poetry Grades 2 & 3

Stark County District Library ~ 16th Annual Poetry Contest ~ Page 1

Table of Contents

Introduction ......................................... 2 Grades 2 - 3 Awards ......................................... 4 Poetry .......................................... 5-21 Grades 4 - 5 Awards ......................................... 23 Poetry .......................................... 24-34 Grades 6 - 7 Awards ......................................... 36 Poetry .......................................... 37-65 Grades 8 - 9 Awards ................................................ 67 Poetry .......................................... 68-92 Grade 10 - 12 Awards ......................................... 94 Poetry .......................................... 95-102 Index of Entries ................................... 103-107

2015 Youth Poetry Contest

Grades 2 & 3 I SPY Poetry


2015 Youth Poetry Contest

I SPY POETRY

Stark County District Library’s

16th Annual Poetry Contest

We received 313 poems from 42 Stark County schools. We would like to thank all partici-

pants for their hard work this year.

Thank you Teachers for teaching and encouraging your students to participate in this

year’s contest.

The following Stark County Schools participated:

Amherst Elementary Arts Academy @ Summit

Barr Elementary Bridges Home

Cedar Elementary Canty City Digial Academy

Early College Academy @ Souers

ECOT Edison Middle

Frazer Elementary

GlenOak High Greentown Elementary Glenwood Intermediate

Hartville Elementary Homeschool

Final Judging was done by a committee of community volunteers. Thank you for volunteering

your time to read poems. Your hard work is very much appreciated.

Jackson High Jackson Middle

Lake Cable Lake Center Christian

Lake Elementary Lake Middle

LEAP Lehman Middle

McKinley High McGregor Elementary

Middlebranch Elementary

North Canton Middle

Oakwood Middle

Perry High Pfeiffer Elementary

Sandy Valley Elementary Sandy Valley High

Sandy Valley Middle Sauder Elementary

St. Michael Strong Tower Christian Academy

Taft Elementary TC Knapp Elementary Timken Early College Timken Senior High

Uniontown Elementary

Whipple Heights Elementary



Grades 2&3 Awards

Carter Anderson

Life in the Garden························ 8

Autumn Hager

I Am Deaf, The World is Silent ····· 11

Jacob Hawk

Jacob········································ 9

Brooke Hurd

Horses ···································· 19

Hannah Kokensparger

Cousins ····································· 5

Zoey Kryah

Cheese Love ······························ 6

Griffin Martin

Baseketball ······························ 16

Inessa Musaelyan

My Dog Caesar ························· 13

Robbie Newman

MARY ······································· 8

Ashlyn Osawald

Swaying Flowers ······················· 10

Lydia Patrick

My trip in space ························ 21

Dylan Purdy

The Secret Garden Poem ··········· 12

Sydney Smith

Blue ······································· 13

Kolton Sparks

Hamsters ·································· 8

Foster Stanley

Apple Trees ····························· 16

Renzo Tello Sunderman

Me and Robert ························· 19

Addison Walsh

Life is Like … ····························· 9

Katelyn Wessel

Secret Garden Poem ··················· 5

Emmelyn Woolbert

A Friend ·································· 16

Ake’ra Wright

Wacky Wednesday ····················· 5



Cousins

Oh cousins oh cousins, There are dozens. Shouting out with glee, Theres a ho and a hee. They hid behind the door, There are many toys on the floor. When it is time to go, They are all so low. They both say bye, But they don’t cry. Hannah Kokensparger 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Secret Garden Poem

The secret garden was a mystery Mary wanted to know its history Searching and searching until she hound The way into the hidden ground

The robin showed her to the key Which filled her up with much glee She opened the door to explore The land of Bowers and trees

Vines and bushes were everywhere But they were oh so bare She weeded and weeded to try to see If there was life sprouting wanting to be free

Bringing life to the garden became her mission And she chose to do it without permission With help from her friends to make it thrive The Secret Garden will soon be ALIVE!

Katelyn Wessel 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Summertime Cheer

Summertime summertime you are finally here,

There’s just one thing tyo say lets give a cheer!

No more snow no more sleet,

No more ice in the street

I am happy because you know,

There will be no more snow!

Kaylee Gidcumb

3rd grade, Whipple Heights

CHARLIE

Charlie is very scratchy

Charlie dropped from an Apache

Charlie likes to eat the bait

I don’t know what kind he ate

Charlei very bratty

He is also very chatty.

Charlei is incorrect is a cause and effect

Charlei really is a jerk

Charlie really has a smerk

Andrew Hough

3rd grade, Amherst Elementary School

Wacky Wednesday

Today is Wacky Wednesday

And it is very fun!

Everybody looks very silly

And I mean every, everyone.

People are dressed in costumes from head to toe to shoe

My teacher has a shoe on her head

And it does not look new

When I went to lunch

There were singing flowers!

I sat and watched them sing a song for hours and hours and hours

When I went to bed

I had a good night sleep.

Then, when I woke up

Wacky Wednesday was over.

Aker’ra Wright

2nd grade, McGregor Elementary School



Colin Craven

Colin is cross and mean. Outdoor excitement is what he needs. Love is what he never feels. In his room alone he lay. Never has he been outdoors.

Colin meets his cousin Mary. Really that is what he needs. And once he gets out to the garden. Venture is what he has. Even now he is strong. Now he feels alive.

Kenna Loukas 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Spring

The spring showers bring spring flowers

The animals come out to play every single day

The children come out to play for hours

The month of May brings a beautiful bouquet

The sky doesn’t look so down and sour

The world doesn’t seem so full of grey

And that’s why I love the spring, full of power

Savannah Weaver 3rd grade, Cedar Elementary School

Black horse

Black horse, Black horse

I love you of course

The way you run free

Right under that cherry tree

You always bring me a little smile

You will be here for a little while


I love you of course

You look like the night

You glow bright

I rode you daily

Your new owner is Haily


I’ll miss you of course

Caitlyn Geisheimer, Anna Jenkins & Grace Williams

2nd grade, Amherst Elementary School Birds

Birds fly in the air.

Birds nest in a tree in spring.

Birds migrate in fall.

Kaleel George

2nd grade, St. Michaels

Cheese Love!

Ho haw I love cheese.

With holes, and when its orange and yellow.

I love it when it’s a cub.

I love it when it’s cold and

When it’s hot to.

I ges I am like a mouse

Because I love cheese just like they do.

Ho haw I love my cheese.

I love it on bread and even on meat

Say Cheese!

The End!

Zoey Kryah




If I Went To New York

If I went to New York, I would eat a lot of Pork with my fork.

When I finish my pork, I would invent a dance move called the

Lork.

It’s when you do some flips, Then eat some cheese nips.

Then I would take my dog Kips, And do some skips.

At the park, You will hear him bark.

Oh, if I went to New York

Kaegan Bohrer


THE SECRET GARDEN – COLIN CRAVEN Colin was cross and sour Opportunities lie to Empower Little Colin in bed spends lots of hours In time Mary and Colin Agree… Nasty and sour he might be But he’s about to go into the Garden of glee Calling Craven the Garden whispers Replant me more crisper All the children play and run around Very excited and bound Elegant the garden looks round and round Now Mr. Craven is astound Cracie Cribbs 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Little Sisters

Little sisters, little sisters

How loveable and huggable.

They’re small, active and playful

But sometimes messy and lazy and

crazy.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

They’re sweet and always there for you.

And that’s why I like

Having them here.

Willow Carcione


Animals

Animals, animals

All around,

I have one

You have two!

I love animals

Yes I do.

I love animals

How about you?

Animals, animals

I have three

You have four!

We all have an animal,

Except maybe you!

Lexy Clifton


Pink

Pink, pink, what a pretty color,

I love pink crayons because you can color,

I love pink roses, but not the thorns,

I would like a pink ball without the horns.

My Dad would like a pink Corvette. . .well maybe not pink,

I wish I had a pink skunk, without the stink.

Alana Stewart

2nd grade, Lake Cable Elementary



The Robber Follows Me!

If the robber was in my room, He will give me some doom.

If the robber picks up a spoon, I will go to the moon!

If I run in a race, He would turn the race into a chase.

If I saw the robber go in my room in different ways, I would try to add some haze!

If the robber picks up a shark, I will name it Mark!

If the robber places some bubbles, I will have to name him Gubbles!

If the robber makes me bend, I’m sure he will be my friend!

If the robber goes to jail, I will sometimes give him some mail! Jase Cornelius 2nd Grade, TC Knapp Elementary School

LIFE IN THE GARDEN

In the Secret Garden, many things grow. Silverbell and mignonette roots go down below. Mary, Dickon, and colin play there. All growing in the springtime air. Bossy and contrary hearts Turned kind by magical arts. Death or life was Colin’s choice. In the end, they all rejoic. The Secret Garden brought life. Happiness, friendship, and no more strife.

Carter Anderson 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Mary

As she finds a garden Everyone hardens To make things grow She must know How to plant a garden

To bring it alive They work with pride As the garden grows Everyone knows That little Mary Did it all

Robert Newman 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Hamsters

Hamsters, tiny, fat

Cute and noisy, they run fast.

They’re red with orange spots.

Kolton Sparks

2nd grade, St. Michael

My Wonderful teacher

Miss Shaheen is great.

Miss Shaheen is my teacher

She has a blue jeep.

Miss Shaheen is very pretty.

Miss Shaheen has very long hair.

Jalynn Daviduk


Sharks

Sharks teeth are scary.

They live in the dark ocean.

Sharks are very cool.

Jack Dinwiddlie

2nd grade, Uniontown Elementary School



I love I Spy

I love I spy. I Spy is mine. I Spy is yours.

I Spy is here. I spy is there. I Spy is everywhere.

I Spy is in the rain. I Spy is in the light. I spy has

sifficult stuff, difficult stuff indeed. I like difficult

stuff, yes I do. Difficult stuff is mine. Difficult

stuff is yours. Difficult stuff is ours.

Alyssa Mayle


Life is Like….

Life is like a rollor coaster. It has its ups and downs.

And even moments when you feel upside down.

Life is like a book you have youre end and your beginning.

Life is like a game of chance, you have happy and sad moments

All I know is that you have good and bad moments

And some days you will want to go to the hay and think how

You should feel today.

Addison Walsh


Jacob

Jumping

Apple eater

Coyote lover

Out the door all the time

Brilliant

Jacob Hawk

2nd grade, McGregor Elementary

Candy Land

If you can go to anywhere what place would it be?

Would you go to candy land?

That's where I want to go

Where there's lollipop, suckers, candy, gum and so much more

Up above the clouds is CANDY LAND.

Fairy with candy dresses and your house is made of candy you still want to go?

Well if you do, take the candy rocket ship to candy land you go.

Sydney Norch


Me

Delightful

Intelligent

Awesome

Nice

Avid reader

Diana Teeple




Secret Garden

The Secret Garden is where I want to go Now I must go I am on my way But I don’t know the way

This will change my life. I will cut all the dead plants with a knife. It will be great I hope I’m not late.

I will know what it looks like I am going tyo ride my bike.

Carter Demetro 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

The Secret Garden

The secret Garden is about Mary, The kids teased her by calling her contrary. It is such a good book. Although it doesn’t inspire you to cook. It is very good, Even if there is no little red riding hood.

Vanessa Phillips 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Swaying Flowers

Do you see the swaying flowers rising up so high?

All of them are different but beautiful.

Yellow, pink, red, and blue all so charming.

Those flowers look like they are staring at me.

When I look up, I don’t want to stop.

The flowers are so bewitching.

Now it’s night time and the moon is gleaming.

It is very bright.

The tulips are closing for a good night’s sleep.

When they wake up in the morning dew,

You’ll realize they did it just for you.

Ashlyn Oswald 3rd grade, Homeschool

My Friend Zac

Basketball-loving Zac.

Zac likes to pack.

He makes a hoop.

He loves to loop.

Kyla Johnson-Bennett


Spring

Surprise, sunrise.

Patience, you have to wait for spring.

Rays from the sun warm me.

I love when spring comes.

Nothing is in your way…but winter.

Growing flowers come popping up durring spring.

Flowers grow,

birds tweet.

We love you

spring please

don’t fleet!

From,

Froggy and

friends.

Tessa Dutton + Mackenzie Hedrick

3rd Grade, Hartville Elementary

Me and Fred

Me and Fred will play in the sand.

We will play in the sand on the land.

We will go inside to get ice cream, and

Get Fanned after playing in the sand on the land.

Ryan Villard




Football

Numbers Palyers Touchdown Brown Yay!

Andrew Hinderegger 2nd Grade, St. Michael School

I Am Deaf,

The World is Silent

I imagine myself in a world that I can’t hear

There are no birds chirping, no cats meowing,

No music playing

I cannot hear the ocean waves

I cannot hear the splashes in the pool

There is no talking, no laughing

And most of all I can’t hear my parents’ voice

But I can see birds when I look outside

And smell the spring flowers

I can feel the cat’s soft fur rubbing up against my leg

I can feel the cold waves coming to me and taste the salt in the air

I can feel the splashes of the pool when I jump in

And feel the hot sun beaming down on me

I can see people talking together

I can see them laugh when something is funny

And most of all, I can see my parents and know that they love me

I am deaf

The world is silent

Autumn Hager

3rd grade, Homeschool

Basketball

Orange

Balls, Players,

Shot with 24 seconds,

3 points, 2 points, blocks

and assists or steals and dunks.

Players use the

Backboard.

This poem

is done.

Ricky Salvino


The Poet Tree

Underneath the poet-tree.

Sit with me.

Watch the wind blow the poetry leafs around.

Catch them and read the poetry.

Save your favorite ones.

Show them to everyone you will have fun.

Brynn Haymaker

4th grade, Sauder Elementary School

Go to the Beach

Go to the beach

And sing a speech

Go to the beach and have a swim

Go to the beach and bring your besty Kim

Go to the beach and have a enjoyable tan

Go to the beach and have a little of the pop sran

Go to the beach and have little swim

But the end will come

That your mom yells

“Come on it’s time for dinner”

Unity Moore




Colin Craven

Careless Odd Lonely Irresponsible Nervous Chatty Rude Afraid Vexed Eager Nasty

Cameron Morton 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Secret Garden Poem

The garden is a beautiful sight, When the plants and flowers are nice and ripe.

Some flowers are dull and some bright, But either way they look alright.

Red, blue, plurple and pink, Some smell good and some stink.

Some flowers are big and some are small, And some even bloom in the fall.

I could stay in the garden all day long. \and the birds might even sing a song.

Dylan Purdy 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit I’M A LITTLE TURTLE

I’m a little turtle Big green shell

Yellow eyes that cast a spell

Crawling slowly win the race.

Look behind you don’t leave a trace

Eating plants, growing strong

And see a bunny hop along.

Take a nap in your shell

Wake up slowly crawl again!

Night and day hurray!

I’m a turtle and that’s my name!

Keya Williams 3rd grade, Strausser Elementary

Chocolate

Chocolate bars, what?

So, so many chocolate bars.

Here and there and everywhere there is chocolate.

When will it leave?

All there is to eat is chocolate!

I am allergic!

Brenya Grier 2nd grade, Taft Elementary School

Kaylee

Kite lover

Apple lover

Yard lover

Love my Mom

Eats a lot of candy

Eats fruit

Kaylee Pritchett


MUSIC

My

Unicycle

Stopped

In

Colorado

Addison Thomas




Sydney Smith 3rd Grade, Middlebranch Elementary School

BLUE

My Dog Caesar

I have a dog that is really big

If you hear him snort you would think he was a pig

He is a dog that doesn’t like to dig

Or even dance the jig.

He is white like snow

And he follows me wherever I go!

He keeps me safe at night

Also, he helps me to sleep tight.

My dog Caesar is my friend and

I know he will protect me until the end.

Inessa Musaelyan

2nd grade, Amherst Elementary School

Dogs

Some times people dye their dog blue.

They start to grow goo.

It’s gross-a-roo.

Dogs take a bath.

They start to do math.

They roll in the grass.

Then they get in the car to get gas.

People name there gods Murray.

They scurry around like a horse.

Of course there cute.

Lily Mocher


The Pirates

The Pirates are the best

They always complete the test

The Pirates fight off that annoying pets

They hit their opponent in the chest

The Pirates never go west

They never have trouble zipping a vest

The Pirates never take the arrest

They always wind the contest

The Pirates have never been 2nd best

They always beat the Wild West

The Pirates are the best

They always complete the test.

Cole Bolon




Snow

Snow is fun,

Snow can be muddy,

Snow can be anything.

Isaiah Lopez-Gracia


Blue Blue

Blue Blue

It is the color of the sky

It is so pretty it will make your day.

It will be your friend when you’re felling lonely

It will fix it all away just like that!

Blue is not like the other colors cause it always makes you cry when your see the color blue!

Blue blue blue

Alayna Nutter


Football

Running and making goals.

Passing and throwing is great!

Touchdown, shoot for two!

Tackle that running player!

How will you win the game tonight?

Damien Binion


The Color of Snow

What does the color of snow mean?

White sometimes means cold

But it’s color can be bold

Like the color gold.

White is very bright

Unlike the night.

But in the sun

It will reflect the light.

Now the you know

About the color of snow

I hope that you

Will remember this poem.

Emily Kelley

3rd grade, Hartviille Elementary

Cats

People tell cats that there

hair smells like gue

it looks like it to

I tell cats to take a bath

instead she goes

and takes a nap on the mat

Jo Jo Ohler


Rainbow

Rainbows are colorful.

Rainbows are cool.

Rainbows are fun.

Rainbows come out with the sun.

Rainbows are fun for everyone.

Rainbows shine for everything.

Rainbows shine as bright as the sun.

Rainbows are for everyone.

Tatianna Lee

3rd grade, Lake Cable Elementary



Secret Garden – COLIN CRAVEN

Colin is nasty and sour Opportunities make power Let Colin be free In the garden of glee No more sad Colin is not mad Rather happy At the garden he is snappy Very beautiful the flowers grow Everyone will know Now the flowers are above and below

Colin McNickle 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

In My Secret Garden

In my secret garden, My flowers grow fast, It seems like time has past, Now they are so beautiful, Before it was so plane, I can hardly explain, It was lock up for ten years, I could hardly believe my ears, Now I can’t believe my eyes, People think they are just lies.

Angelica Martinez 3rd grade CHAP, Arts Academy @ Summit

Millie

Dogs like to sneak up on things because that is the way

and that is way to play ball that a dog can

and…

Robert Hurd 2nd grade, Homeschool

Bunnies

Bunnies nibble food

They’re so fluffy and pretty

Awesome, cuddly.

Brenin Betz


People Around the World

Some are old.

Some are new.

Some are brown.

Some are peach.

All are nice.

That means you are too!

Kaleigh Crawford


Summer

I love summer. . .

because it is funner

in the summer,

I love to play in the summer

everyday,

It is fun to swim in the water,

in the summer plus. . .

the light in the summer

is bring in the summer

but. . .it is only spring.

Payne Wagner


Unicorns

Unicorns are cute.

Magical creatures flying.

They’re kind and cuddly.

Taryn Driesbach




Miss Shaheen and AJ

Miss Shaheen

Miss Shaheen is a girl and AJ is a boy.

Miss Shaheen likes pink and AJ likes blue

And Miss Shaheen likes running and AJ likes basketball.

And Miss Shaheen likes wearing girl clothes and AJ likes wearing boy

clothes.

AJ

AJ Asberry

2nd grade, McGregor Elementary Apple Trees

My apple is tart.

It has a sweet part.

It grows on a tree.

Trees are helpful to you and me.

Trees giv off oxygen so we can breathe.

They are pretty with all the leaves.

Trees give us food.

Now that will do.

Foster Stanley


A Friend

A friend will help when things seem bad.

A friend will help when you are sad.

A friend will be there every day.

If you treat them nicely they won't go away.

A friend is nice if you are too.

A friend will be there for me and you.

Emmelyn Woolbert


Baseketball

Hear the loud big noice Bouncing all around, bright orange. Shooting in the hoop.

Griffin Martin 2nd grade, Uniontown Elementary

My Dog

My dog

His name is Gus.

He is super crazy.

He plays fetch with me all the time.

CRAZY!

Molly Dunn


Dad

My Dad

He is awesome

He makes me cookie dough.

And he gives me Pokemon.

Love You!

Dominic Glaser


I’m Special

MARVELOUS ATHLETIC RESPECTFUL INTELIGENT NICE AWESOME

Marina Newman 2nd grade, Uniontown Elementary

April Showers

April showers bring May flowers.

They are shining, so are you.

Flowers are blooming

So can you!

Maybe you’ll grow petals

Like flowers too!

Emily Conner

2nd grade, Uniontown Elementary



My Two Dogs

I like the color blue.

My dog chews on my shoe.

My dog is black and white.

He likes to fight.

My shoe is blue too.

My dog likes to poo.

I got a new dog.

We call him a hog.

My sister hates him.

So I called her Tim.

I like my two dogs.

I put them on logs.

My black and white dog didn't like the log.

Then out of nowhere came fog.

My dogs couldn't see.

Then they started to pee.

Then the fog got thicker.

Then my sister and I started to bicker.

Then everything was normal.

So we went to a formal.

Darek Staudt


Candle

Candle candle on a handle

a light at night

keeps me from having a fright

I use my candle every night

so I can have peace all night

see the glowing before my eyes

please don't make me say goodbye

Millie Schnitzler


Me

AWESOME

DELIGHTFUL

INTERESTING

SWEET

OPEN

NICE

Adison Wierzbicki


Hiking

Feel the nice spring breeze

I like hiking in the woods

I like hiking with my dad.

Lauren Pierce


A Swim in the Gym

My dad signed me in for the gym.

I took a little swim at that gym.

Then a kid pulled the drain.

And then I fell on a train.

Logan Hamrick


Crazy Kenzie!

My dog

Is the fastest

She can play catch with me.

She goes crazy when we get home.

Kenxie!

Jeffrey Wenum


My Basketball Game

It’s fun.

Basketball Games

I like playing with friends

E dribble and I shoot the ball.

Made it!

Gavin Williams




STARS

Stars glow bright through the night.

The moon is by their side.

Through the night.

While they glow bright.

While the sun is waiting to rise.

Grace Hurd

2nd grade, Homeschool

Spring

Spring has come!

Some flowers have bloomed.

Some flowers have not bloomed.

Have you seen some leaves come back?

Have you played outside again?

Have you seen some birds come back?

Spring, Spring has come again!

Bobby St. Jean


What I Did

I remember when I first saw a zebra.

I felt happy because I got to see a zebra.

I got to feed the zebra it was fun.

The zebra did tricks for me then it was time to go.

Isabella Middour


If I Went To New York

If I went to New York,

I would eat a lot of Pork with my fork.

When I finish my pork,

I would invent a dance move called the Lork.

It’s when you do some flips,

Then eat some cheese nips.

Then I would take my dog Kips,

And do some skips.

At the park,

You will hear him bark.

Oh, if I went to New York

Kaegan Bohrer

3rd grade, Amherst Elementary

Cardinals

Live long, big red bird

Our stat bird for Ohio

Listen to them chirp.

Victoria Chase


Candle

Candle candle on a handle

A light at night

Keeps me from having a fright

I use my candle every night

So I can have peace all night

See the glowing before my eyes

Please don’t make me say goodbye

Millie Schnitzier


Basketball

Hear the basketball bouncing

Hear the shoes squeaking

Basketball is fun!

Ryan Josef




Horses

Horses galloping in the sun. Dashing Fast. Run! Run!

Chasing each other having fun. Playing till the summer day is done.

Brooke Hurd 2nd grade, Homeschool

Ponies

They have fluffy hair.

Hear them trot all day long.

The farm is so loud.

Isabelle Peters


Life

Salt is white

My pants are tight

I think my brother needs to go night night.

When I went to school

to my surprise there was a pool

and now I think my school is cool.

My life is normal

and I like to snorkel

there is no such thing as the word borkel.

I like to swim

the lights are dim

I have a friend that is named Tim.

My plants are dead

im turning red

I think I need to go to bed.

Foster Chelbert

3rd grade, Sauder Elenentary

Me and My Brother

Renzo

Younger, smaller

Playing, sleeping, fishing

Catfish, football, video games, Blue Gill

Gaming, snoring, walking

Older, bigger

Robert

Renzo Tello Sunderman


Color Poem

Red is like an apple waiting to get picked off a tree.

Orange is like a sunset on a fall evening.

Yellow is like sunshine on a summer morning.

Gree is like laying in the grass on a warm spring day.

Blue is like a bluejay tweeting it's beautiful song.

Purple is like lilacs in a field.

White is like snow falling down.

Gray is like a gloomy day.

Black is like the strike of midnight.

Ella Degenhard


My Dad

Daddy

He is the best.

He helps me when I’m sad.

He makes me happy when I’m sad.

My Dad

Elizabeth Schnee


Soccer

Soccer

I like soccer.

I score a lot of goals.

Soccer is my favorite thing.

Soccer

Nathaniel Teeple




Heaven

Happy, grand,

Colorful, gorgeous,

Fun, Christ,

Rainbows, sun,

Beautiful, perfect!

Ava Morman


The Cat

Treat-loving peanut.

Peaut is a nut.

He’s not a mutt.

And he give me …

A cut

Rae-Ann Harvey


My Mom

My mom’s name is Sherry.

She loves to eat a berry.

Sherry is always cooking.

She is always looking.

Maria Wise


Friends of Mine

Three little kittens

Friends of mine,

I’ll see you in my dreams,

In the heart of the jungle.

Jordyn Strader 3rd grade, Homeschool

Fun

I like having fun

I know I’ll be done.

I will be so sad

But I’ll be glad

for what I had.

Nyla Crable

2nd grade, Amherst Elementary School

My Dad

My dad

He is the best

He plays baseball with me

He lets me get Legos at stores.

He’s cool.

Hunter Patterson


Foxes

Big red fluffy tail.

Sleep in the den every night

Caring for the cubs.

Ava Daves


Football

Football is fun.

You can run and run.

Make a touchdown. I don’t care. Boom!

They won.

Preston Decker


My Bin Poem

Ryleigh

Who is happy, fun, loving, nice

Daughter of Jake and Jen

Lover of dogs and drawing

Fears thunder and lighting

Needs family and friends

Giver of lemonade and massages

Would like to see Texas and the beach

Resident of Plain Local

Hall

Ryleigh Hall

2nd grade, Barr Elementary School



December

Snow is falling

Candy in your stocking

New Year’s Eve is here!

December is ringing in your ear.

Gavrielle Steele 3rd grade, St. Michael’s School

All About Me

PRECIOUS

ROCK STAR

ENERGETIC

SHORT

THOUGHTFUL

OUTGOING

NICE

Preston Preda


Cats

The cat is fluffy.

He chases the small brown mouse.

He catches his prey.

Mya Hanlon


Dogs

My Dog is so cute.

Dogs play fetch in the dog park.

Bella likes ot play.

Jenna Reynolds


Dad

My dad

My dad is cool.

My dad is really nice.

He likes baseball and I do too.

My couch.

Carter Simms


Woodpecker

Peck, peck, peck

Down to the roots.

Peck, peck. Peck

Up to the leaves.

Peck, peck, peck

All day long.

Michael Bliese

2nd grade, Homeschool

My Trip Into Space

First I see Mercury, to the sun so near,

One day there is longer than a year.

Then we go to Venus, the hottest one.

It would not be very fun.

And then comes Earth, our home planet,

We have one moon that shines on it.

Then comes Mars, a rusty one.

To live there; it would not be very fun.

And then comes Jupiter, a big one indeed,

To go there, a rocket ship you would need.

Then comes Saturn with all its rings

Of ice and dust and other things.

Then comes Uranus, the bluish green one,

So cold and so very far from the sun.

Then we go to Neptune, the cold bluish one.

So far and so lonely...no fun.

Last is Pluto, a small one indeed,

Almost as small as a little, little bead.

Finally, we go back to the sun,

Where we all have fun!

Lydia Patrick

3rd grade, Homeschool


Stark County District Library ~ 2015 Youth Poetry Contest ~ Page 22



Chloe Ahn

On the Night Before Christmas ···· 34

Madison Altman

It’s Finally Spring ······················· 28

Izaiah Amos

Sports ····································· 30

Mason Armstead

Summer, Little League ··············· 29

Emily Barnes

Who Am I ································ 34

Mary Bliese

Up in the Mountains ··················· 32

Adrianna Capoccci

My Dance ································ 32

Snehal Choudhury

Earthy Spring ··························· 24

Adriann Cobbs

Tomorrow ································ 25

Ben Davis

Summer ·································· 28

Isabella Fox

The Real You ··························· 34

Lilianna Fulmer

# Fabulous ······························· 26

Gabriella Harris

Voices ····································· 31

Cassidy Hasting

The Amazing Day ······················ 30

Morgan Hoyt

The Morning and Day ················· 26

Mireya Marcos

Highlighters ······························ 30

Haley Overdorf

Friends ···································· 41

Khushi Pasrija

The Owl’s Story ························· 27

Joy Patrick

Starlight ··································· 26

Kaitlynn Yoder

Spring ····································· 33

Grades 4 & 5 Awards



Feelings

Anger, frustration,

Feelings inside.

Break outs of feelings

That you tried to hide.

Self-beauty,

People try to expose.

But instead of attention,

People start to dose.

Kind and gentle

Are hard to ignore.

But sometimes, they

May feel like a chore.

Bright and thoughtful

Are what we seek.

And though we’re told not to,

We just need one peek.

Feelings good and bad,

Happy and sometimes sad.

Feelings are things we try to hide,

But feelings are what we are inside.

Arianna Chapman

4th grade, Frazer Elementary School

Kloee Tomkinson

4th grade, Amherst Elementary School

The Monica Style Poem This morning woke up at 6:00 6:00 went downstairs. Downstairs got breakfast at McDonalds. McDonalds I got sausage McMuffin with egg. It was good. Good it was good it will be forever. Forever I will be best friends with my friends forever I hope. Hope I will have hope for anybody that wants hope in their life. Life I have in my body and hope people have hope in their body. Monica Hoyt 4th Grade, Lake Elementary School

Earthy Spring

Spring shines on,

Streams of sunlight flowing in like river water everywhere

Earthworms dig their pinkish heads out of the dirt

Blindly giving Mother Earth a soiled smell.

Bees buzz around

Sucking sweet nectar for the taste of delicious and tasty honey.

The furry, spotty deer

Run on a rampage around the forest greenery.

Drippy rain falling, patter-pattering down as it goes,

making a mud land now instead of greenery.

Veggies grow and conquer the greenery,

And now it's veggie and herb land, full of taters.

The flowers blossom violently

Adding bright shade to the dull world,

Like turning a knob up on a switch.

The grass grows

Full of sweet honeydew.

The trees stand high,

Waiting to survive yet another

Brutal year.

Spring honestly should stay prolonged,

Like it's always daytime,

But instead, I have to wrestle

With the stubborn, always rotating Earth to prevent it

From going to humid summer.

Snehal Choudhury

5th grade, Lake Cable Elementary



My Imaginary Friend

I have a imaginary friend

His name is Tom.

He is a cat.

Tom and I like to go to the park and pet store.

We especially the library!

We each got our own library card.

I like to get dog bnooks.

But Tom prefers mouse books.

After we go to the library we go home and go to bed.

We also each got our own room.

Tom’s is full of fish posters

And mine is all pink.

Makenzie Grace McLemore

4th grade, Sandy Valley School

Loot

I went upstairs to find a boot,

and ended up finding 50 lbs. of loot!

I told a friend and gave them some

and went to buy some bubble gum.

I went to a gym with my loot,

and shot a couple basketball hoops.

I got on a bus and what did I find?

878 silver dimes!

I spent all of my dimes and some loot too,

AWW man! I lost my shoe!

So I bought a new one at a shoe store,

and didn’t even think about giving some money to the poor.

I went home to the pool and got soaked!

But the next thing I know I’m dead broke!

I looked for the thief all around,

but soon discovered that he left town.

So I went on with my life without my loot,

and I eventually found my boot!

Melody Harrison

5th Grade, Pfeiffer Intermediate School

Tomorrow

Tomorrow the gray skies fade away, Tomorrow will be child’s play, Tomorrow the sun will shine, Tomorrow the world will be mine, Tomorrow I’ll be happy, Tomorrow shall not be crappie, Tomorrow will be good one last time, Tomorrow will be here in one last rhyme.

Adriann Cobbs 4th grade, Amherst Elementary School

Bears

I often get rude

It always changes my mood

I like seeing stars

Pretty far

Have to eat some meat

Hunting down rabbits to eat

Giving my cubs something to eat

Having my little ones hard when animals leap

My little ones are safe from any danger

No one will take my little one like the rangers

Having my eye on them as they lay

No animals will take my little ones away

Teaching them how to fish

Because it is their biggest wish

I will always be their mother

My little ones will have their big brother

Damanpreet Chahal

4th grade, Lake Cable School



Thunder Storm

As a ship wobbled,

the thunder cracked,

then lightning came.

What seemed to be a storm was not, it was a fight.

A fight only caused by the sisters,

Thunder and Lightning.

Their fights caused havoc,

only known by people,

Only calmed by their mom,

so dear to them,

stops the roars of the thunder and the tears of the rain.

Then happiness appears,

A rainbow is made,

The sisters truce and stop the storm

Ashleigh Barros 5th Grade, Pfeiffer Elementary School

The Morning and Day In the morning I woke up Up I jumped out of bed Bed made I went downstairs. Downstairs I went to make pancakes and ate. Ate all the pancakes they were good and delicious. Delicious because I made them and then went to school. School I went got in my classroom and I sat down. Down I went then did my packet and switched classes. Classes were good and fun. Fun it was we played games. Games we played with my friends and other people. People played then we went to lunch. Morgan Hoyt 4th Grade, Lake Elementary School

Starlight

I went outside one night,

And it was very dark

With not a thing in sight

Yes, it was very dark.

Then, majesty nigh,

Way up in the sky,

A twinkling light was seen

High up there, like a queen

And lo and behold

Many more,

bright and bold

Shining like a thousand lanterns.

Then I raised my eyes skyward

And praised God for this gift,

Astounding, majestic, and

beauty untold.

Joy Patrick 5th grade, Home School

# Fabulous

Sparkles, Glitter & Sequins all shine.

Oh let's make a fabulous vine.

We can take selfies we can take pics

Look at my outfit look at my kicks

Sparkles, Glitter & Sequins all shine

Oh this would make a FABULOUS vine.

Lilianna Fulmer




Softball Surprising hits Offense is amazing Fielding is great too Tuns of fun! Balls are important All about the fun Lollipop licking good Lite that ball on fire Chloe Christensen 4th grade, Amherst elementary School

These Vowels Were Meant for Walking

(to the tune of “These Boots Were Meant for Walking”)

A, E, I, O, U went to Consonant School

But didin’t know where to go

Until the school janitor

Was kicking at them

And “O” offered the help him so

The “O” got in the middle

And then saved the day

A, E, I and U said so long, and went on their merry way.

These vowels were meant for walking

And that’s just what we’ll do

We’re at your school to the rescue

Now let’s see what we’ll do.

A, E, I, decided to stay together

To help the kids out in the gym

And spotted some bored teenagers

Who were looking for fun on a whim

Before it was all over

There was a newly formed trampoline

Because O came to help A, E, I out

Now everything’s going gleen.

These vowels were meant for walking

And that’s just what we’ll do

We’re at your school to the rescue

Now let’s see what we’ll do

Atira Anthony

5th grade, Strong Tower Christian Academy

Backpack Red, black, white, and gray, Working, heaving, creaking, It holds all my school stuff in one place. Backpack. Cassie Comfort 5th grade, Briges’ Home School Group

Spring Day

I went outside with my dog

to see what we could see

we went for a jog

when along came a bee

we jumped over a log

and climbed up a tree

my dog and me.

Brenna Dobransky

4th grade, Barr Elementary School

The Owl's Story

I hoot in the middle of the night

Campers always get quite a fright

My yellow eyes glow deeply

Which makes me look freaky

The campers lights go on

When they hear me sing my song

It doesn't sound anything like a bird

Why would it, you tell me first

The sparks of their fire dance in the night

Hot and burning, same as a light

I look at the stars up high

Taking in the beauty of our sky

The moon, it's beautiful white

Craters are still in sight

Goodnight, oh yes goodnight

We had quite some fun tonight

Khushi Pasrija




It’s Finally Spring!

I think I see a thing,

It’s spring.

Now I can go on the swing,

because it’s finally spring.

Ding Ding Ding the bell on my bike will ring,


The bees are out to sting,


I feel like a king,


In the rain I sing,


The sun is like Bling Bling,


I’m glad it’s finally spring,

Although there is still snow on my swing!

Madison Altman

4th grade, Sauder School

Summer

In the hot, hot summer

I go to the Hall of fame pool.

There’s never a day that’s a bummer

the waters just so cool.

In the summer, basketball is my thing.

All day long, from sun up to sun down

I practice so one day I could get a ring

I’m going to be known as the leader of my town.

In the summer I play outside.

I ride my bike around and around

and my brother Jack is always beside.

I stay up late to hear the lovely cricket sound.

In the summer we eat on the grill.

My mom cooks the best!

On the grill steak and shrimp is my chill.

After all of that, I take a rest.

In the summer we also go fishing!

It’s always really, really fun.

I usually don’t catch much but I’m still wishing

but at least I’m soaking up the sun.

Ben Davis


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Blackbugs blew black blud back to the Bee’s. Bug’s are as

black as coal. The Bee’s Blew the black bug’s away. The Bee’s buzzed

back to the black bug’s. But the black bug’s buzzed away.

Suzzy soled sea shell’s by the seashore. Suzzy’s friend Sindny

Saw Suzzy selling sea shell’s. Suzzy sold a sea shell to Sindny. Sindny

bought a sea shell at the sea shore. Suzzy went to play in the sea shore

with Sindny.

My leg walked away. So I had to stay by the hay. It also

fell asleep. And the hay smelled like a bay. And I name my leg ray.

Madison Broom


The 25th

OH Presents,

My Wrap,

It Christmas,

The Tree,

25th

Wrap OH,

December

Whewey!

Katelyn Hauner




Friends

Friends are Spunky

They are Funky

Friends are Cool

They go to School

Friends are bold

They shine like gold

Friends are a joy

They’re people I enjoy

Friends are caring

They’re very sharing

That’s what friends are

Haley Overdorf

5th grade, Lake Cable School

Art of Acting

The time has come it’s opening night

I start to perform under the shining light

It’s the best feeling I’m nearly in shock

It was a close call I started to talk

Just now it has come to an end

I can’t wait to do it again

Ariana Tsenekos

5th grade, Glenwood School

The Talent Show

The curtains finally rose

My heart is like a door the will not open

Am I ready to leap, jump, twirl, or even fail

My name is called

My heart is like a never ending row of drums

Finally, I leap my best, jump my best, and twirled my best

The theatre became as silent as a mouse

The applause was like a lion after he caught his prey

I bowed and the crowd went up louder like an erupting volcano

Until next time

the line will become longer

the crowd will grow bigger

and I will feel stronger

Madison Lane


Little League

My name is Mason and I would like to say

The game of baseball is the sport to play.

The game is played with a field of nine

And all of the players are out to shine

The grass is green and all of the fans are out

Waiting to hear play ball from the umpire to shout

The batter comes up and is ready to hit

As the pitcher throws a fast ball and it hits the mit.

At the end of the game the players line up

Then they give high fives and a big thumbs up

The game is fun for all to see

For all of my teammates especially me

Mason Armstead


Cleaning is such a Doom

If I clean my room my life is a Doom.

If I have a Broom everything is such a Boom.

If I made my Bed my face would go red.

If I make a vacuum go vroom vroom then my

life is a Doom.

If I have to dust my life is a Bust.

If I have to fold my life is worse than mold.

If I have to clean a lot then my life is a rot.

If I have to clean my room, my life is a Doom.

Jaida Lilley




Blizzard

I’m rushing down the road but I don’t know

what I’m hitting. My snow keeps hitting things but

I don’t know what I’m bumping into. I‘m getting

stronger but I don’t like it. Oh no I’m gaining

energy trying to keep it steady. It’s starting to get

really cold and windy. What have I done to my city.

My snow keeps trying to hold all my energy. I

don’t want to cause any feet of snow! I don’t want

to cause a warning. Warnings aren’t fun for people.

Warnings mean danger and I don’t like danger! Oh

no, there tracking me down on their radar! I can’t be

proud I blocked roads, I got a warning. I froze things

I also caused car accidents. Things aren’t the way

they used to be everything is wrecked! I feel that this

is all my fault. I destroyed everything. I finally am

done why did I do all this I wish I did not like snow.

Marley Kukoleck


Sports

Oh, it hits off the rim I say,

come on team let’s make the win today

It’s a hole in one for everyone,

so let’s go and have some fun.

I score a touchdown for the team,

and we go eat ice cream.

I kick a goal,

and today I’m on a role.

Izaiah Amos


The Amazing Day

Today was amazing,

We had a fire that went blazing.

There was a lot of fun,

as we made hot dogs on buns.

We roasted marshmallows on a stick,

and ate them up real quick.

Next, we told spooky stories in bed,

“You better get to sleep soon!” Mom said.

Camping with family and friends is a blast,

“Next time we go, can we bring our cat?” I asked.

Cassidy Hasting


Highlighters

Highlighters come in all different colors,

for all of you highlighter lovers.

There is blue and yellow,

for all the fellows.

There is orange and pink,

to make you think.

There is purple and green, to draw a scene.

There is even scented highlighters,

to make your life brighter.

So when you are in trouble,

grab a highlighter on the double.

Mireya Marcos




VOICES

I stand alone in the brisk sunlight; Startled by a shaking tree;

Watching the bird’s majestic flight; As they come past me.

As I walk along the empty sidewalk;

I just want to flee; As I run from the shouting voices;

Also known as me.

Gabriella Harris 5th grade, Glenwood Intermediate School

Fred in the Red with a Bump on his Head

One day Fred

in the red got

a bump on

his head.

The frog in the log

near the fog saw Fred

in the red with a bump

on his head he had a

shirt and a skirt in his

hand with a plan

to drive a van to get

a dog put it in the

fog with the frog in a log.

With a bump and a thump

he shut the trunk then

plunk in his chair with a

snair put the skirt and shirt on

the dog and whent into the

fog with the dog and the frog.

Hannah Sanders

5th grade, Sauder School

I Am A Cat

I am a cat right now.

And I go meow.

I just saw a cow.

Now I’m eating cat chow.

The humans don’t get the gist.

So I have to hiss!

Bryce Binius

5th grade, Glenwood Intermediate School

Cows at Night!

Cows are black and white.

I wonder what they do at night!

Do they have good eye sight?

Or do they bite?

I hope they don’t fight!

During the night.

Caitlyn Faris


Poodles and Noodles

Did you know that poodles like

noodles

They even eat them on there feet

But they really hate there beats

poodles noodles everywhere…

Flying here flying there

Theres noodles everywhere!

Coley Armstead




Kittens are the Best

Kittens are cute, kittens are sweet

kittens are the animals that can’t be beat.

They play all day with you and me.

Get a kitten and you will see.

This isn’t a hard choice,

if you get one you will rejoice.

Elijah Loudin

5th grade, Homeschool

The Sunlight and the Moonlight

The sun is bright.

The moon is white.

The vampires bite in the night.

The kites take flight in the light.

The sun is bright.

The moon is birght and will light up your night.

Kayla Rowsey


One Star

A star will shine,

with one ray of light!

A star will shine,

all through the night!

A star will shine like,

gold then tell the story,

that has not been told!

Jade Hooper

4th grade, Strausser Elementary

My examples of poetry

My example of an alliteration is, Megan made

mango pie. My example of a onomatopoeia

is, the door went bam. My example of

a personification is, my pencil hopped away.

My example of a rhyme is, my name is Shalyn

and my aunt’s name is Raelynn. My example of

a metaphor is, my teacher Miss Bee is a diamond.

My example of a simile is, my mom’s lotion

Smells like a flower.

Shalyn Dotson


My Dance

I like to dance

I dance when I get a chance

I also have to wear pants when I dance

If I don’t wear pants

I won’t get a second chance,

And maybe not go to dance.

Adrianna Capocci


Up in the Mountains

Up in the mountains, the sky so blue

Almost saying “I love you.”

Whirling and twirling the clouds go by.

Oh, how I wish that I could fly.

As I look at my picture up on my wall

I think of summer followed by fall.

Summer can be so fun and cheery,

But it can also be so dreary.

Then I think of piles so high,

Of leaves that nearly touch the sky.

In winter is snow plows plowing the snow.

I cheer them on, “Go, go, go!”

Now it’s spring, don’t you know,

With beautiful tulips, grow, grow, grow.

My tale is doen, do you know the seasons?

Because that was my entire reason.

Mary Bliese

5th grade, Home School



Elephants

Aunts, uncles, cousins

trodding with surprising grace

each after the first

Tess Rosler

4th Grade, Greentown Elementary School

Wrestling

Win, lose draw, I wrestle till the end

to send the other person to the dog pen

Ronald Dimmerling


Spring

Spring is my favorite season,

When the world turns from white to

green;

It's as if a lady does it,

And the work is done unseen.

The lady fair coaxes the flowers,

Up, up! from the dark, earthy ground;

And in a soft whisper of yellow,

Unfurls a bright lovely crown.

The crocuses, purple or yellow,

Are blooming in fairest array;

The killdeer nests on pebbles,

Protective in every way.

The apple tree blushes in pinkness,

The maples are budding in reds;

The buttercups open in splendor

Lifting up their bright heads.

The birds sing praise in the treetops,

To honor our kind, loving LORD,

Creator of everything living,

Proclaimed by his Holy Word.

The birdies hatch in the springtime,

Leaving eggshells scattered 'round,

Cardinals, sparrows, and bluebirds,

Making a joyful sound.

God's love breathes into this season,

Life, warmth, and color and cheer,

We see His touch in the beauty,

In my favorite time of the year.

Kaitlynn J. Yoder

5ht grade, Home School

Poodles and Noodles

All poodles fell for noodles

But for one poodle didn’t fell for noodles like the others she fell

for tootles. Her boyfriend he was a toyfriend they always played

and delayed noodles together. Kootles nad tootles loved each

other forever more. But the other poodles spilled noodles all over

kootles and tootles, they tasted and they liked it. No they loved

it. So on they went they actually became Queen and King of poo-

dles and hoodles. They lived about making spices bouth for noo-

dles and having puppies. Who loved the town poodles and noo-

dles

Mackenna Plotts


Dolphin Poem

In this cave that's dark

I think I hear a shark

He is getting near

He's my greatest fear

As you can tell I am not very brave

Here is the story of how I got in the cave

I took a wrong turn

So now I must learn

Hooray I just escaped

Before it was too late

That was more scary

Than seaweed that's hairy

I need to get home

My family might feel alone

My family that loves me so

That, I will always know

Fiona McCoury




Who am I

The time has come,

I have moved on.

From baby steps,

To growing like dawn.

I’ll make some choices,

I’ll regret.

Am I ready to ask this question yet?

Who am I, what have I become?

My family says,

I was a toddler,

Just yesterday

Finding my steps,

Doing my best,

Walking away

I’ve made some choices,

That I did regret,

I was ready to ask another question,

yet…

I still think of this question in my head

Who am I, still eventually yet.

Emily Barnes


THE REAL YOU

I dedicate this poem to Miss Parrish for always telling me its okay for me to

be me. Thank you Miss Parrish!

I am as open as the door to heaven

I wonder if people will ever open up as the sun does in morning

I hear the voices inside just begging to be released

I see the pretend people hiding the real them as a prey hides from its predator

I want the real to show and the fake to just disappear like the sun at night


I pretend to be someone else like an actress in amovie

I feel as fake as a fairytale

I touch the hands of the spirit of the real you

I worry that you will stay closed like a locked door for ever

I cry at the thought that you all would want to be anything but you


I understand that we all feel different and that’s okay

I say that if we all open up we won’t be ashamed any more

I dream we will all open up someday like a door to a new house

I try to make you open and true to yourself as the bible is to us

I hope we will all open someday

I am as open as the door to heaven and I hope you will be too someday

Isabella Fox

5th grade, Glenwood Intermediate School

I Think

I think

my mink

is pink

in ink.

is pink

to sink

in ink

so pink,

I think

of a drink

Laura Bliese

4th grade, Home School

On the Night Before Christmas

On the night before Christmas when all through the house

When someone was coming, but not my aunt's spouse.

When everyone's asleep, I lie on my bed.

Waiting for someone who is mostly red.

I wait for an hour, to see a big elf!

He's massively big, for a guy like himself.

He says his ole thing, you know, “Ho Ho Ho!”

Then he goes running, toes not so slow.

And when he eats cookies, he gobbles them down.

And when he must leave, he exits the town.

Though he's to go, I stand with my might,

We say our farewells, and wish a good night.

Chloe Ahn




Grades 6&7 Awards

Gavriel Anthony

A Tribute to Dr. Maya Angelou ····· 59

Ally Baldwin

The Deep ································· 52

Jada Coblentz

Masterpiece······························ 49

Nikaala Collins

Just Because ···························· 37

Ally Cooper

Safe? ······································ 63

Graham Duff

Disappointing ···························· 62

Rachael Fiore

New School Day ························ 56

Christa Freeman

Prologue to Squeakeo & Scurriet ······ 57

Stephanie Ijoma

Shine ······································ 45

Josh Klatt

Dad ········································ 65

Jasmine McCalla

Mirror ······································ 51

Eilis McGee

I Am, You Are ··························· 57

Jacob Messman

War is Not Peaceful ··················· 53

Anna Meyer

Impossible ······························· 61

Ysabela Penaflor

Take Me Away ·························· 40

Jonah Russ

Fruit········································ 64

Abbegael Stoltzfus

Summer Memories ···················· 42

Mikayla Strader

Swim ······································ 45

Madi Vargo

Nowhere to Go ························· 65

Jared Yoder

Baseball ·································· 64



Planets Out of Line

The icy touch of a January rain as

she runs through the parking lot. Tears in her fathers eyes, but she doesn’t know how to react. and doesn’t threaten herself with tears of her own. “No, no this isn’t real.” Wake up! Wake up from this dream! “There’s nothing we can do…?” Hospital room and hopeless pleads, the eleven-year-old girl now knows what she needs. But what’s a moon without its stars?

How is Jupiter feeling without Mars?

Is the solar space still in line?

Will this get better with time?

It all fell apart when a mother left her daughter alone.

Jacqueline LeClerc

7TH grade, Lake Center Christian

Just Because

Just because you say you love me doesnt mean you do

Just because you say you love me doesn’t mean I believe you

Just because my eyes don’t tear doesn’t mean my heart doesn’t cry

Just because I say I love you doesn’t mean it’s not a lie

Just because we act like friends doesn’t mean we are and

Just because you think it....doesn’t mean you’re the star

all I want to say is that I think we should be done

Running from what we think is something

And is really none.

Nikaala Collins 7th grade, Oakwood Middle School

Stingray City

With only eleven feet of seawater over my head,

I can see the sun,

perfectly above the sea.

It sends waves of light to the sea floor.

A shadow flies above me.

I look up, and my heart beats

faster than ever before.

A pack of stingrays are swarming around me.

I reach out to touch them

and I feel their gray, silky skin.

They look like underwater hawks,

as they fly gracefully in the water.

When we are ready to leave,

I swim up to the boat.

But I look back

to see the stingrays

one last time,

but I see

nothing.

Zachary Ebbott 7th grade, Lake Center Christian



Unfamiliar Halls Silence greets me like the stillness of a graveyard. A sea of unknown faces ponder their insults and compliments as they glare up at me. I look around, asking myself the same questions: Will these students like me? Will I be considered the nerd? The freak? The popular one? A nobody? I take a seat, the chair unwelcoming, cool and hard like a stubborn rock. I turn to look at my teacher. Will my teachers be kind? Will they be cruel? I relax in my chair, telling myself, a day of answers awaits me in a building full of its unfamiliar halls. Abigail Lumbatis 7th grade, Lake Center Christian

Natural Bridge

My family and I had just gotten

off the chairlift in Kentucky to go see

the Natural Bridge.

When we reached the end of the trail, the view was simply breathtaking as I stood on the cliff.

I gazed at Natural Bridge, which had a name that was self-defining, for it had the clear appearance of a Natural Bridge

suspended by two mountains high above the ground.

Far below was a large grassy area

with a stream running through it and a road to one side

with lots of trees in every direction.

The whole time that I surveyed

the Natural Bridge the view was spectacular. I watched the view, amazed, as

I stood back from the edge, gazing from a distance.

I took one last look at Natural Bridge, amazed at how its only supports were the two mountains its ends were stuck into, like two screws stuck into holes in a wall. As I rode down the chairlift with my family, I thought back to the marvelous view I’d just seen and knew that I will have that memory for a long to come.

Stephen Thomas




Life is a court room There are judges who judge you the way they see you

Not who you are In school, students are judges and accusers

They judge you by the way you look Not who you are

Many people judge you the way you look, dress, talk, and

smell I’ve been here at times myself

In this courtroom being judged by others Being put down by so-called friends

that called me fat

ugly weird short

hideous you’re a nobody

pimple face tryhard

Adult coaches that called me whimp

you suck

In this courtroom is were I cry

tears of sorrow and pain The taste of tears in my mouth

The smell of fear The pain that awaits me

As I’m hit with another vicious blow

I see the lost souls that are stuck here

alone just like me

shattered feelings scattered on the floor

I stand alone

In this dark courtroom with the echos of the names

that swallows me whole

I look in the mirror believing what they say until something hits me

out of the blue that life shouldn’t be this way

I wipe the wet tears away

I’m set free I let others define me as I didn’t say a word

The biggest regret that I have is I didn’t say a word

I don’t need to wear tight clothes

cover my acne burry myself with makeup

dress the way others want me to Lower my expectations for others to respect me

I’m going to let my true colors show

I don’t need to change the way I am for people to like me I just want to be me

Thats how they should like me People should like me no matter how I look Because I’m beautiful

no matter what they say

Words will never again hurt me The tears won’t flow

I’m beautiful, smart, wonderful and more I’m beyond beautiful

If they don’t like me that way thats a problem they need to solve for themselves I’m not afraid to break the laws of this courtroom

When the gavel goes “bang, bang, bang”

I will stand up for my self I will break the chains that hold me down

my feelings won’t be hurt anymore I won’t be one of the trapped souls locked in this courtroom

I am free

I will be the rainbow coming out of the grey clouds

I’m not afraid to look in the mirror anymore The mirror is my friend

I see the brilliant, beautiful, bright outstanding me I see the wonderful me

that I’ve missed

Court Room

Brianna Montini 7

th grade, Jackson Middle School



My Art…Ballet Strengthen muscle to perfect Condition Challenge the body to accomplish Position Focus the mind to accept Correction Connect the music to my Interpretation Honor the creator of this Variation Pace the wings with nervous Anticipation Convey the story with beauty and Passion Pursue this ever elusive goal of Perfection Lauren Scibetta 6

th Grade, Jackson Middle School

Take Me Away

I come home after a long, tiring day

and throw myself on my bed. I put my IPod on shuffle, and hear

the intro to a song that I know all too well. Suddenly I feel much better.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would

be like without music.

It takes me to places

I’ve never been before. It lets me visit worlds

that only exist in my imagination.

Music brings life to

a party and emotion

to a situation that would otherwise be dry.

It wakes me up in

the morning and gets

me to sleep at night.

Music hypes me up with the loud

beat of the drums and guitar, and it calms me down with the soft sound of the piano, violin, and flute.

I come home after a long day

and throw myself on my bed. I put my IPod on shuffle.

Then I close my eyes, and it takes me away.

Ysabela Penaflor


The Life of a Chocolate Bunny

I got a chocolate Bunny for Easter

As Big as can be.

So chocolatey sweet and

It was all just for me.

I nibbled on his ears on Monday

Tuesday I ate his head.

Wednesday I put his arms in my ice cream

That I ate right before bed.

Thursday I melted his body

And made him into a delicious milkshake.

Friday I took his feet

And baked them into a cake.

But when Saturday came along

I realized my bunny was all gone.

Sunday I was very sad until

I unwrapped my chocolate egg and decided to just move on.

Payge Adams

6th grade, Jackson Middle School



We always had a tight bond. Something no one could break even when we were little. The difference was three years, but to us it didn’t matter when it came to having fun. I entered his room with my arms full of crafts and materials. I laughed and giggled as he playfully moaned as I dumped it onto the floor. We sat in the hallway throwing and catching a bouncy ball as bright sunlight shone through the windows in our bedrooms into the hall. We laughed at the hilarious videos we made of ourselves talking with helium in our voices. We put on shows for our parents, and laughed and giggled when we messed up our lines or dropped a prop.

We dropped to our knees and pushed matchbox cars around the floor on imaginary roads and through fantasy intersections. We waited for a good song and once one came on, we made up crazy dance moves and motions to make the other laugh. We played outside on the play set. I was the mom and he was the dad. I cooked the mulch and leaf stew, and he went to his job of riding his bicycle around the drive-way. It snowed so we bundled up and went outside looking like giant colored marshmallows against the white snow. We jumped off the picnic table and disappeared into the soft snow below. We always had a tight bond. Something no one could break. And they still can’t.

Tight Bond

Julianna Mizener 7th grade, Lake Center Christian



The Amazing Watermelon Striped, green, shiny A round egg. Smooth. Sweet, refreshing. Crunch! My watermelon is like an egg just the yolk is water. My mouth is like a pool. So juicy and wet. Sweet juicy, spectacular. Watermelon can be a bully. It forces me to eat it’s amazing taste. A green egg is my watermelon. Amazing!!! Alex Olesen 6th Grade, Jackson Middle School

Carpet Ball Mentors Smack! The winning hit for carpet ball. Though Taylor is mad at me, he’s still my friend. We tease each other a lot. We may act like brother and sister, but we’re not. He can be funny with me and can be serious with me. He helps me grow spiritually, especially when I see him at camp. He still helps me when we’re not even though I don’t see him at all. I look up to him as a mentor. He knows when to be funny and when to be serious, especially when he’s preaching. Even though he’s in Columbus and I’m in Mogadore, we still get to see each other at camp and play carpet ball. Esther Grassell 7th Grade, Lake Center Christian

Summer Memories

I fly through the air, almost floating,

going about as fast as a locomotive

on my bike.

I go down, down, down,

barely staying,

holding nothing, rolling

down the hill.

I am comfortably aware, simply not caring,

relaxed atop the front porch seat.

I rush in the moment,

never stopping a happy moment

wet on the slip n’ slide.

I joust with pirates

infinite happiness, playing pretend

full of life on my swingset.

I jump high, high, high, forever falling,

feeling as joyful as can be,

relaxed on my friend’s trampoline.

I feel the intensity,

silently blissful with sweetness everywhere,

heat,

making smores.

Abbegael Stoltzfus

7th grade, Lake Center Christian



A Lost Day, A Lost Life

A lost day, a lost life I’ve gave him my all And it’s still not right I’m still holding On to what I think is right A lost day A lost night I gave up my dreams I gave up my life I gave him my all in order to live right A lost day and lost in sight Please give me my dreams Please give me my life Because I will never live a lost day Or a lost life.

Unique Spencer 7th Grade, Massillon Middle School

Questions Unanswered As I walk down the quiet, empty round I think of multiple things I ask myself, “Why? Why did this happen?” The first three words that come to mind are Drunk Depression Pills No one will ever understand why she did this But, she did It has been over a year I still cry about it. I still see the image of it happening It’s the worst thought ever Why so soon? I don’t understand it. Why my Grandma? Why anyone? Katrina Miller 6th Grade, Early College Academy

Black Kitten

My little black kitten How soft are you? Are you as soft as a pillow Or as soft as roses? We rub you against our faces It feels like a big fluffy blanket. I can compare you to the dark sky. Why do you “meow” all the time? Is it because you’re hungry, thirsty, or tired? You wake me up, I see. I fed you, let me get some sleep now, black kitten. Have a good sleep, kitten. Next morning, I see you sleeping along the big box Cuddling along the corner. I leave you to go to school. I go home, are you there? You blend into the blanket, black kitten.

Maryia Norris 6th Grade, Early College Academy

Tribute

The people ran down the streets

in their new tennis shoes,

the ones they probably bought just for this occasion.

They thought of their children

watching from a distance,

the children they probably took out for ice cream or pizza every Friday night,

the children they’d tuck into bed.

They ran for the finish line, imagining going home to greet their fam-ily.

As two bombs suddenly detonated.

At the finish line.

In Downtown Boston

Denver Wittmer 7th Grade, Lake Center Christian School



Gun Shot

I wake up early.

It‘s time to get dressed

in my warm clothes

and head out into the cold woods.

The sun is just rising, and we’re silent.

Some deer go by but are too far to shoot,

then some more, still too far.

We see some in the distance and try to call them,

but all we see are the shadows walking past.

Then I see two more.

I take a shot,

and they take off.

When we go to look

we find nothing.

We go back to the tree stand,

not expecting to see anything

since we have just been walking around.

Then we see them,

three deer walking towards us.

I take a shot.

One sprints up the hill and out of sight,

but the other two surprisingly come a little closer.

I shoot again.

Another one takes off on a dead sprint, yet the other stays.

I take my last shot,

and see the one run a little and drop.

We go look for the second one that took off

and find it dead.

My dad and I are pumped;

we know I killed both.

When we go to skin it,

we find the bullet is still in there.

When I get home I tell everyone

the story of how I shot them.

I even have a cut on my nose from the scope to prove it.

Blake Sommers


Fairy Tale

I see it as a magical world, that simple small waterfall amidst the slippery rocks. As we cry, Please let us stay! shoes come off, and many pairs of feet enter the cold waters with squeals of delight. I am determined to climb the rocks, touch the streaming waterfall, and let my fingers slice the clear glaze of the fairy pool. The others follow and their eyes see a slide amongst the rocks, immediately putting it to use. Time flies, and at long last we have to go. Our adventures end, feet are dried and returned to their homes.

I turn around; I smile at our refreshing relief, at my own fairy tale to keep in my heart.

Abigail J. Ryan 7th grade, Lake Center Christian



Expectations

I see the rain fall from the sky, landing wherever it wants.

The rain is free.

While I’m inside, trapped, hidden, alone,

all I want to be is free,

free from the world, free from expectations.

I just want to run

outside and dance

in the rain,

not caring about anything else.

Tessa Galletta


Middle of the Marina

The clanking of halyards

blowing in the wind.

The sound of laughter and talking

echoing around rows of boats, their sails doused and silenced for the night.

The sunlight reflecting off the water, splashing patterns of light dancing along the hulls.

Ducks swimming near the dock’s edge, hoping to snatch the crust of bread floating in the wind-blown ripples.

The a group of boys motoring about in a small white rowboat,

trying to catch the biggest fish.

The “back-in-my-dayer’s” having a picnic

at the lighthouse near B dock.

The fire in the west burning down to darkness.

All while I sit here

in the middle of the marina.

Kenneth Roberts 7TH grade, Lake Center Christian

Shine

Cotton balls

touch pale pink

over the horizon.

Yellow decides to take over,

a light blue fence

surrounding it.

Tangerine orange

outlines the light blue fence.

A shine of yellow light

screams at the other colors

demanding them to shine.

Before I close my curtains,

I watch them do exactly that.

Shine.

Stephanie Ijoma


SWIM

S plashing in the pool, playing

W aterworld. We need more

I deas for the names of the

M ermaids.

Mikayla Strader




Isaac Covington 6th grade, North Canton Middle School

Bear

Beauty

I look in the mirror day and

day

I look at myself with dismay and say

I decree what I see will turn into societies

idea of beauty

Longer hair, shorter skirt, I just want my

appearance to work

Skinnier body, smaller nose, I just want to

look like a rose

Put on makeup, maybe curse, I think I look

worse

But I will keep doing this until I see societies

idea of beauty

Allyson Woolbert




Through My Dogs’ Eyes

Through my dogs’ eyes

I see the eagerness to go outside, to run and jump around while I throw

snowballs into the air.

Through my dogs’ eyes

I see guilt when we come home and they have dumped all of the trash on the floor.

Through my dogs’ eyes I see excitement when I come home from school, and they bombard me with their wet tongues and paws.

I see happiness when I bend down to rub

the little one’s belly, and when I stop he lifts my hand

as if to say, “Keep going.”

Their big brown eyes hold the secrets to what they are thinking,

like a treasure chest to which I am the key.

If I look into their eyes, I see

and feel all the emotions that come from their minds.

Then suddenly there is the slightest noise, and their attention floats away, and with it goes

the secrets. Gone until I look again. Damaris Jenkins


Find Me

As I have grown

The weaklings up above

Still have no clue of what I am

“Find Me! Fight Me!”

I yell

The anger-filled soul

Scares me the most

Prepared I wait

In the bum-tum slumber

I wait

“Crack”

I wake, I am ready to fight

This is where I take over the sad, lonely

ashamed master

I am the controller

I see nothing of consequence

I am blind you see

I can only feel the emotion

And that is what drives me

I am blind

The battle begins

I never lose

Except once

Perhaps today or tomorrow

But soon

I prepare

You decide my fate

I warn you!

It will not be easy to get rid of me

“Find Me! Fight Me!”

For I am your soul

Lucy Geiser




Lullaby The clouds come in. They bring their gray shadows to block out the blue sky. The rain comes next, soft at first like a quiet trill that gets louder and louder until it is the pounding of a drum. Thunder defiantly roars and the lightning soon follows and strikes, brightening the sky for the brief second it is there. I return to the world of my book, listening to the storm, and eventually fall asleep with a beautiful symphony playing through the night. Earth’s lullaby. Olivia Miller 7th Grade, Lake Center Christian School

Jabberwocky

In the creepy old wood,

Behind my house I hear things,

I don’t know what they are,

They scare me, I never sleep,

For I hear people scream,

There loud and terrible,

They make me scream

Till the night I found out what it was

It was a JABBERWOCKY

Humungus and terrifying

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch

And in deep thought I stood

The Jabberwock with eyes of flame

Sword in my hand, I was ready to battle

It grumbled, it Growled

It marched toward me

The sharp blade went whoosh whoosh,

With my eyes closed I thought i’d won

For he was resting by the cherry tree

He came breathing through the dark wood

For he wanted a snack, The snack was me

Beware the JABBERWOCKY,

He wants one and all

I left it dead and with its head

I brought it home

It’s hanging in my living room

To remind me what I did

For now I live with the highest respect

For all birds of all kinds

That fly and screech

Now I sleep

For the JABBERWOCKY bird is dead

Moddy Philips




Stingray City

With only eleven feet of seawater over my head, I can see the sun, perfectly above the sea. It sends waves of light to the sea floor.

A shadow flies above me. I look up, and my heart beats

faster than ever before.

A pack of stingrays are swarming around me. I reach out to touch them

and I feel their gray, silky skin.

They look like underwater hawks, as they fly gracefully in the water.

When we are ready to leave, I swim up to the boat. But I look back to see the stingrays

one last time, but I see

nothing.

Zachary Ebbott 7TH grade, Lake Center Christian

Masterpiece

I see you standing there, brows furrowed and arms

crossed, trying to understand

depth before you, a work of art. A work of art, a masterpiece

created in a sleepless night, no direction at all, trying to find the workings of the artist’s mind, turning like a clock. Feeling every brush stoke to understand

and make sense of it all, you don’t see it, the bigger picture. The admiration shines bright in your eyes with wonder and lust. I break my gaze to smile

softly at the ground. In that moment, you turn

over, seeing me staring from afar. Something clicks, recognition. The canvas tells a different story now. What was once a blank canvas, now

is a beautiful masterpiece. The running of colors

blending imperfectly perfect, the making of something marvelous. And it’s all because of you, my masterpiece. Jada Coblentz




Stand Up

PEOPLE PT ME DOWN LIKE KNOW ONE IS AROUND STAND UP FOR YOUR SELF AND OTHERS

TO succeed IN life YOU must WORK hard SHOOT farther THAN the STARS

Kyle Dermel 6th grade, Lehman Middle School

My Friends I walk into my preschool for the first time. That is where I met one of my best friends. I met the others in kindergarten and the moments started pouring in after that. We’ve hit baseballs. We’ve played basketball. We’ve laughed as we ate pizza. We’ve played lasertag. We’ve played football. We’ve listened to loud music. We’ve done a science experiment. We’ve done all this together. Brandon, Blake, Matthew, and me. Cade Zook 7th grade, Lake Center Christian

Rejection

A boy walks on through the endless night,

Enveloped in shadows, breathing heavily.

One hand drifts to the backpack around his shoulder,

It is like a canister of his last memories of his previous life.

The boy feels tears trickling down his face,

The world around him is a blur.

He ran and ran,

Past the bushes, past the trees,

Eventually coming to the street sign labeled cessation.

The boy dared to look back,

The monster lurking still lurking there,

In his heart, In his mind and soul.

A monster called rejection.

Rejection…a nasty word really,

Making the boy recall memories of torment.

Dismissed at home, spurned at school,

One word that brings up a dictionary of new ones.

The boy sat down on the never ending curb of like,

Wondering whether to go on, or to stop moving forward all together.

He thought about ending it all,

He thought that maybe he was some kind of unwanted mistake,

Mistakes have to be erased, or they will be marked wrong.

The boy had decided,

He curled up right where he was, and fell asleep.

Zachary Charlick

6th grade, Jacksom Memorial Middle School



A Little Taste of the World

I walk into the red building,

with a dome at the top.

It seems as if Coke is filling the room.

I see massive machines filled with Coke from different countries.

I see people sipping their drinks.

It looks like they are enjoying themselves.

Then the pressure starts to kick in,

waiting to be released for me to get a taste of the action.

I get a cup and start to fill it.

The cool feeling rushes down my throat

and into my stomach.

The Coke from France

was as if they just put water into the dispensers.

As parched as my throat is, “water” is pretty good.

Coke.

The only time I’ve ever experienced the world in one room.

Micaiah A. Miles


Animals on the Farm

I love Horses they go neigh,

They love to eat grain, and hay,

Pigs snort and squeal,

You can put a collar on them and say heel,

Roosters crow and go cocka-doodle-doo,

They make you go hee-hee-hoo,

Sheep go baa they’re fluffy, and soft,

They live in a barn with mice that live in the loft,

Cows go moo,

There are so many animals to write about

I don’t know what to do!!!

Aliyah Loudin


Mighty Blueberry

Mighty blueberry, you’re as blue as a deep blue sea.

From your smooth hazy blue appearance on the outside,

To the soft sunlight yellow on the inside,

your gentle fragrance is riddled with sweet pureness,

and you bring a sense of peace like no other fruit can.

Aaron Soltis


Mirror

As I stand in front of the mirror,

that hangs upon the wall.

When I stare at my reflection

I can’t help but let the tears fall.

Why am I crying in the mirror

for what I see?

It’s because humanity judges us,

on how to look,

and who to be.

Jasmine McCalla




The Deep

I look out into the ocean,

about to take the fall into the

blue water that awaits me.

As I fell back into the water,

I can feel the salt sinking into

my skin and hair.

My dive buddy upon the boat

waits for my ok signal. When my

partner meets me at the surface,

we sink down into the depths below.

As we swim down the rope, we finally

get a clear view of what waits before our eyes:

dazzling starfish cling to the sunken tugboat.

A cloud of shimmering fish engulf us.

We hold bright purple sea urchins with our

protective gloves. The colorful fish dance

around our legs and fins as we wish we could

stay in the water forever.

Jellyfish float by like little white clouds in

the ever-changing current. Crabs scurry away

in fear of being caught.

The haunting stare of the barracuda nearby

warns us we must be cautious; we are not to

bother them.

We check our dive computers indicating we

are low on air. We reluctantly wave goodbye to

our little world in the depths of the misty sea.

Ally Baldwin


Familiar

As I walk across

the pebble-dotted sidewalk

of North Chandler Drive,

a small breeze brushes

my hair.

I look over and stare at

the cat that almost never moves.

As the wind picks up I see the giant

trees, their yellow leaves crashing against

each other like waves on a beach.

I walk over to the neighborhood mailbox,

filled with mail ready to be taken.

I look around

at the familiar scenery

as it fades away

as glimpses of my past.

Kaleb Stock

7TH

grade, Lake Center Christian



“War Is Not Peaceful” War, you’ve all heard of it. War is the cold, hollow shell of Humanity. The normal man is manipulated in thinking That they can send their young men to die For the right cause. The greed of the abnormal man is like The beat of a heart. It can be concealed easily, but in the end, It always determines life or death. War is the monster we all fear, the murderer of innocent men, Led by the evil that lies within your very heart. These are the meager men manipulated by The evil everyone fears, never showing itself. Sadly, the soul of the heroic man Is crushed by the greed of the tyrant. They are told, “Many sailors have gone to Davy Jones’s locker!” “Is this really true?”, they ask. At home, the determined workforce was sure the war was over, But it was just the beginning… The everyday man believes that war is, “Nothing, really.” For it is he, that has not known what it is like to fight in a battle, How dare “he” say such a thing? For he has not heard the eerie sound of the Heart of the innocent man, beating faster, faster… Ba-boom, Ba-boom, Ba-boom….what ever could this be? War, war is what it is, and what it always will be…. Jacob Messman 7th grade, Edison Middle School

A Friend to Me

Gilbert, people just say it’s a name or label. I say it’s memories, a friend, a fish. Not only was he a friend but a friend with a long life ahead of him. My friends thought it was weird to have a fish as a friend but I didn’t believe them.

Gilbert came to our family when I was five and left when I was nine. Gilbert got me through the hard times of feeling lonely

Even though he ended up in my backyard he, is still a friend to me.

China Raines


The Sky

I see people passing by,

Never looking at the sky.

It really makes me want to cry,

Because they’re missing out.

But I will smile anyway.

It is here right now that I will say.

And I will never go away.

Because I’m looking at the sky.

With brilliant blues,

And laughing hues,

Called to dance with cues,

Of dawn and dusk.

The sky is simple yet complex.

what great things will it do next?

I guess you’ll have to wait and see,

So come and watch the sky with me.

Hope Abrams

6th grade, ECA



African Bonobos… African Bonobos Cook Doritos Every Friday. Go Have Ice cream with Jackals. Kangaroos Like Mac n cheese. Never Open a Porcupine’s Quill while eating Rice. Save Tacos Upside down with Velociraptors. While Xylophoning, Yaks Zoom. Ranita DiMarco

6th Grade, Lake Middle School

At Thirteen

As I pace back and forth

in my room,

I’m counting down the days I have left:

two weeks,

one week,

one day.

It’s here.

I feel like I’ve been waiting two years,

maybe three!

But now it’s finally here, and I’m going to be a teenager.

I eat a ton of my favorite food

including a cake in the shape of a 13

with my friends.

Balloons are on the ceiling and streamers

we walk through

and my heart beats from

excitement.

I go through the years one by one:

at one, it was butterflies;

four, five and seven were horses;

at eight it was Webkinz.

Now at thirteen it’s me,

a teenage girl,

ready to face more troubles

and have more responsibilities

and privileges for my life

and my future.

Morgan Smith




Finally

As I walk down the cracked sidewalk

in front of Musica, I remember standing outside in the sweltering heat, waiting to meet my idols. I watch as I see hundreds of girls

doing the same thing as me, standing and waiting. I finally get inside the cramped space. I’m pushed around by

screaming girls and security guards. Five minutes. The security guard opens the door and shuffles me in. I’m next. I walk into the room, and I’m surrounded

by people I’ve only seen through a screen. I take a deep breath as I walk up to them, the people I have been waiting a year to meet. I finally get to meet my favorite musicians. I finally get to hug them

I finally get to tell them

how much their music means to me. I pull away from the hugs

that seem to last forever, just to be ushered away. So now as I walk down

the cracked sidewalk

in front of Musica, I remember finally meeting my idols. Anna Cosentino


What Dog...

My dog is a small, cute fuzz-ball

that means a lot to me.

She also does things that make her like no other.

Yes, that’s what they all say, but hey, it’s true.

But what dog moves from sun to shade

and then back again?

What dog uses pillows like humans?

What dog drinks from the tub?

I bet you can’t say your dog does.

What dog is afraid from eating from bowls?

What dog tries to talk?

I don’t see your dog doing that.

What dog gets a harelip once a week?

What dog sneezes if you touch her nose?

I know what dog does all of these things,

and it’s not your dog.

It’s mine.

Brandon Yoder




New School Day

It’s fall again you may say

Time to start a new school day

You may be sad or you may be glad

You may be scared

Or you may be unprepared

You have your book you have your pencil

You have everything that’s essential

You will get new teachers

And when you have assemblies you will sit in the bleachers

You will make a new friend

And will have them until the very end

You may try out for a sport

And play it on a court

Monday is my least favorite day of the week

I always feel very tired and weak

Friday is my favorite day of the week

When the day is over I go and play in the creek

The weekend is the best

I never have to take a test

I will have a great school year

But when it’s over I will cheer

Next year will be just as good as last year

Before I know it will becoming very near.

Rachael Fiore


Indescribable

I sit in silence, afraid to see

what waits for me

beyond the cover of this safe haven. He appears

out of nowhere. He starts talking, and I have a response. Wow, I’m not alone after all.

We hike, avoiding unknown objects. He hands me bread, then says to wait quietly. He’s good. After just a second, there’s a bird

on my hand

eating the bread away. I sit there, stuffing my face

so much

I can’t even speak. That’s the idea

I tell myself. The music slows, and he asks if I want to dance. I don’t want to, but I can’t refuse him. It seems fast, yet I know it’s not. It’s over as soon as it begins. I sit again

but don’t take another bite. I just think. I try to find words

to describe him. I can’t, well maybe one: Indescribable.

Ainsley Doyle 7th grade, Lake Center Christian



I Am, You Are

By Eilis McGee

I am an artist with words,

while you are an artist on paper.

I’ll write of a girl who is drowning,

and you’ll draw an angel to save her.

If I write a poem about love,

you’ll draw a dove in a tree.

You draw a whale in the ocean,

and I'll write a poem about the sea.

If you paint war,

I’ll write of peace.

We’ll always been different,

me and you, you and me.

Ellis McGee 7th grade, Edison Middle School

Prologue to

Squeakeo and Scurriet

Two mouseholes, both alike in rodentry,

In fair Bologna where we lay our scene,

From ancient sludge break to new “mewtiny”,

Where cheesy blood makes passive paws unclean.

From forth the fatal tails of these two foes

A pair of cheese-crossed mice take their life;

Whose misadaventured sorrowful overthrows,

Do with their death secrete their parents’ strife.

The fearful passage of their cheese-marked love,

And the elongation of their parents’ rage,

Which but their mouslings’ end not could remove,

Is now the business of our stage.

The which if you with furry ears attend,

What here shall miss, our labor shall strive to mend.

Christa Freeman 7th grade, Homeschool

Spring

When snow falls on the ground

and it’s below ten degrees,

the thing I look forward to the most,

is when green begins to blossom on the trees.

Warmth takes over and the cold runs away.

Spring is finally here.

Birds start to chirp and butterflies begin to fly,

searching for a flower to land on.

Bees buzz around, making honey for our pleasure,

and flowers sprout up out of the soil.

After a long winter,

spring fills me up with joy.

And I look forward to the warmth every year.

Laney Snyder




BUNNIES

Those fuzzy little critters Are not what they appear Those huge ginormous listners Aren’t just for them to hear. Beware the little carrot crunchers They’re not so small and cute They’re evil little creatures Even though they’re mute. Beware the evil rabbit Though you may call them bunnies They’re vile little critters They’re very, very cunning. They’ll come at you with carrots Raised high above their fuzzy heads They’ll come at you with carrots And stab you till you’re dead! So when you see a rabbit All cuddly and sweet Tell them you’re a friend And not a tasty treat. Cate Katigbak 6th grade, Homeschool

Real Friends

I think about my life and all that is important to me, and I think of you. I think of all the fun we have together and all the things we do together. We play together, run together, talk together, and paint our nails together. I also think about how we fight about dumb stuff, like whose toy it is, whose pants they are, or whose turn it is to do the dishes. Whether we fight or we are nice to each other, know that I love you. I know that when I have friends over, I want you to go away, but then I realize that my friends will come and go, but you will always stay with me no matter what. I realize that even if we fight, I will always have you through the good times and bad. And if I feel lonely, you will always be there for me. I think about my life and all that is important to me, and I think of you, my real friends.

Faith Stalter


Dance

As the sun goes down

My time starts

To show the best in me

I tie up my lace

Sure it’s a disgrace

But no one seems to mind

As I dance my way around the floor

I have their hearts forever more

And I will be forever in their minds

Three more songs that will do

Till my day here is through

Till the crowd goes away

I’ll seen you again the next day

Ashton Bavis




A Tribute to Dr. Maya Angelou

Though we never met in person Your birthplace was shortly north of my hometown in Tennessee I could sense some common values Between you and me.

For one, we both loved the country And all its wide skies and seas It was easy for me to visualize Your love for African wilderness and North Carolina’s sweet tea.

For tow, you had the Sagittarian wings of travel Deeply running in your veins And I have experienced that yearning In four stats among the fruted plains

And last but not least,

Love arrived for you on a summer night in June and in its train came ecstasies old memories of please ancient histories of pain. Yet you waited boldy for the “Touching of your Angel.”

And now my dear Dr. Angelou, rest in piece, “On the PUse of the Morning.”

Gavriel Anthony 7th grade, Strong Tower Christian Academy Morning

Oh, I am heartfelt for such grace and beauty, It is quite stunning and alive, truly. In the morning chill I take delight, Whereas the evening is cold and plight. The deer and rabbits leap and bound, I dance when the mourning doves sound. The smell of the earth wafts all around, I run along the warming ground. Oh, I am heartfelt for such grace and beauty. But now our lovely land is marred, Landfills stacked, and icebergs charred. Polar bears swimming for their life, We have become filled with so much strife. The morning will soon have no dove, We destroy the planet that we love. Were is that morning, beautiful and great, It is already gone, you are too late. Sierrah Schnabel 7th grade, Bridges Homeschool

Sunshine

The sun is here have no fear, the sun is

here to warm us. The birds are singing,

their voices lingering, the birds are singing

in the sun.

Finally summer has come, and winter now

is done. So come out let’s go out and shout,

shout that summer is here. Yes, the weather

is changing gears, now that summer is here.

There isn’t any school for you or for me, or

any school buses as far as I can see. The

days are long. The days when the birds

sing their songs.

Hailey Hollinger

6th grade, Glenwood Intermediate



OLD GRANDFATHER CLOCK

On our street there is an old, old house, long abandoned Inside, the floors crack

The window shutters creak In every corner a spider crawls

In every crevice a mouse scurries In the yard, all the trees are stripped bare of their leaves

And from all the way across the long, long street during every minute of every hour You can still hear the old grandfather clock go

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Natalie Miller 6th grade, Pfeiffer Intermediate School

Little Know and Little See But Few will Feel

No one may say and no one may know

where this thing lay,

‘Cause there’s very little to hear and

less to see,

Away and gone never stopping to hear always

and always brushed away

It’s gone on the wind and

swimming fast in the sea,

It will never be seen and it’s hard to hear

but one things for sure it’s felt by all and none,

It’s gone on the wind and in the

sea it’s love that’s in you and me.

The old man on the street and the girl

on the bench are almost never seen,

All but a few pass them by but there

is one that will never leave or forget:

He loved with ease no matter what for he is

God his love is never ending and to all keep-

To everyone and thing he is loving and

fair as of yet

He will never leave you nor forsake you for

he is always with us as faithful as a pet

For what loves us more than

man’s best friend.

Sarah Morgan


One of a Kind

There once was an adorable unicorn.

With a beautiful, magical unicorn horn.

The unicorn brought peaceful vibes.

Once even hopped on an amusement park ride!

Oh, all the smiling children that came about.

Till the ticket lady kicked them out!

Do you have an imagination?

The unicorn said as inspiration.

It really helps put your mind on vacation.

It is all based on your head’s creation.

My friend, all you need is more.

That’s really it, then we’ll hear your roar.

The ticket lady took his advice.

Even stayed up two whole nights!

The unicorn came back positive as always.

Then listened to her creative stories!

They then discovered the creative in Laurie.

FOR WHO KNEW? LAURIE WAS ONE OF A KIND.

Kinsey Bohrer




The Road Not Taken

Two long paths, Tattoos or College, I liked school and all, But this is a dream. I’ve been chasing for all my life, that wasn’t impossible to do. I looked long and hard. You still have to go to school to become a tattoo artist, And they get paid great money. But what if after a couple years I hate it, I’d hate other jobs just as much, If you mess up, you could get sued, But if you're a doctor and give the wrong shot, You can also get sued. If I pick a different job I’ll regret not doing the other, I chose tattoo artist. I like what I’m doing, Making great money, And I’ll never regret going this way.

Clay Shirey 6th Grade, Jackson Middle School

Impossible

“They’re taking Mema to the hospital. She’s unresponsive,” he said. I didn’t get what it meant, didn’t realize that my grandma could be dead already.

I poured myself cereal and sat down beside my brother. Dad came down and put his arms around Joel and I. “Your Mema passed away this morning,” he said.

What? He can’t mean died?

Can he?

No!

She’s dead! That morning I discovered

it’s impossible to eat cereal when you’re crying. Anna Meyer 7th grade, Lake Center Christian

Golden Memories

As I walk into my room

the warmth of many memories surrounds me.

I look to my batman bear, remembering the excitement I felt

when I first got him.

My eyes find my journal remembering when I wrote in it at camp.

I see my princess pillow

and all the sleepovers it’s been to with me.

My eyes fall upon my Blue and Pink bears

remembering when I made them.

I find my purple hippo sitting at the end of my bed

looking like I just got her.

Making new memories and keeping the old both are like medals

Bronze and Gold but they still are the same to me.

Byanca Palmer




Disappointing

It finally arrived on

one cold October night.

When I heard the doorbell ring

I sprinted down the stairs,

flung open the door,

and there it was.

It sat nicely packaged on

the step of my front porch.

I tore it open,

With my greedy hands,

and saw its colorful cover,

that almost seemed to

penetrate the darkness with light.

I was in my room,

buried in the covers of my bed.

The moment I finished,

I was so disappointed,

That I thought about tearing

the cover off the book.

The author,

my favorite author ever,

had ruined the book.

He had made my favorite character,

Act as if he were an idiot.

He had made him do

nothing of significance.

I’ve never thought of

the author the same

since the day I finished that book.

But he will always be my

Uncle Rick.

Graham Duff


Hippopetomonstrasesquippedaliophebia Ho, the words I can make! I speak words I can shape. Piling up in brain, Please don’t go insane! Onomatopoeia. Paper, pepper, piler. Onomatopoeia Mop, mine, miles Onomatopoeia. Never Stop Thinking of the words. Really I am wondering: oh what makes a long word long? Subsequently, Evidentially, Substaantially, QUERTY wants to know. Umbriferous, Intentionally, Please, don’t cover your fear anymore! Eh. ‘tis a month of poetry. Diddly, doddly, ding, dong, the air is filled with Amazing, astounding alliterations. Lollipop. I don’t need it to memoreize a poem by Robert Frost. Oh, are you really frightened when I say frightened? Oh Please don’t anymore be lost! Hippopotomonsterosesquippedaliophobia. Oh, the fear of long words! But aren’t its inventions just as crueal as I? And I am really sorry if this frightened anybody with the Fear of long words. In the name of poetry, bye. David Dalton 6th grade, Homeschool



Deep Within

The beauty in me and the beauty in you

If you see it then you know it’s true

Not on the outside

but deep within

is where the truest of true

will hide.

No mirror can reflect the beauty you hold

only the knowing eyes of a friend

but not a foe

Beauty is not your looks

nor your features

the door that opens your

beauty is so much deeper

Personality is more of our beauty

than our skin deep features

Everyone is beautiful

in their own special way

So I just need to say,

“We may have pimples or dimples,

Warts or dirt nails,

one eye or two eyes,

hairs or we look fair,

but all of us are beautiful

no matter what features we share”

Megan Wolfe


Safe?

The lights flicker eerily

as silence spreads its wings.

We whip around, sure it’s near.

But we can’t run,

not yet.

As the darkness settles in,

we have to let our eyes adjust.

And that’s when it strikes.

We scatter like roaches,

barreling over the deck

and dodging the trees widely.

The sound of its victims echoes behind me,

but I don’t stop.

I can’t stop now.

I reach the front lawn

and hear it as my speed picks up.

My hands clasp around my friend’s

as she yanks me forward

onto the porch.

Now I’m safe.

For this round

Ally Cooper




Fruit

banana, banana

to the capital of Louisiana

straight from oceania

flowing up the Susquehanna

banana, banana

tomato, tomato

a friend to the yellow dwarf potato

usually found in a Soweto

when it is harvested it is stored in a grotto

tomato, tomato

avocado, avocado

always incommunicado

avocados can’t talk!

but they can lead you to the eldorado

avocado, avocado

so many things to eat

yet the fruits cannot be beat!

Jonah Russ


Chances

I think of all the good times that we would have together, going to the beach and dumping water on each others

heads

I think of how many times we would see each other, would we go to my house or yours

on the holidays.

I think of all the long lectures that you would give, when the grandchildern are being

a little too reckless.

You will never be able to give me these things,

but I know if you ever got the chance

I would already have them.

Grace Lawson


Baseball

“SLAM!”

The bat launches the ball like a missile!

Running, following the ball in the sunlight

as the audience stands up

and cheers on the metal bleachers

that are reflecting light in my eyes,

I stare at the ball,

chasing it at full speed.

I feel like a dog playing fetch

as the ball lowers slowly, telling me to go faster.

I dive face first

and skid across the dry dirt

with my arm fully extended, reaching to the ball.

“Thump,”

the ball lands.

I open my eyes and see the ball

resting in my glove.

I stand up to a crowd going wild,

feeling like I just won the Super Bowl.

Jared Yoder




Dad

My paddle flashes through the air,

a whir of blue in the din.

Dad’s paddle flashes back,

sending the ping-pong ball over the table’s edge.

“Nice hits, son,” he says with a smile.

The football soars through the air,

dropping into the bucket of my arms.

It squirts free,

tumbling to the ground.

“Oh, nice try,” dad says.

We walk through bright, golden leaves,

beautiful sun sending warm rays to my neck.

As we keep going,

I stumble on a rock.

“Be careful,” dad warns.

We pedal to the lake,

rich wet sand lining the beach.

The water tempts me,

calling me to it.

“Please, dad,” I ask, eyes searching his.

“May I go to the beach?”

“No, son,” dad says.

“We need to get home.”

We paddle through sleek blue water,

a calm wind at our backs.

I paddle and paddle,

yet my feeble muscles barely get us anywhere.

“Why can’t I paddle good?” I wail.

“Here’s a better way,” dad says as he corrects me.

Dad works hard to meet my needs.

When I need someone to play with,

He’s always there, and always patient with me.

He’s my dad,

and I love him just as he loves me.

Josh Klatt


Nowhere to Go

people see a beautiful girl

who has everything she needs,

but I see the truth.

I see the hurt in her eyes

as she goes on

covering it up.

one day she’s best friends with someone;

then that someone ignores her for the rest of the week.

thinking she’s in one group one day,

then another the next,

I watch as she goes on trying to hold on to her close

friends

who are slowly drifting away from her,

ditching her for the so-called “cool people.”

knowing that any day

her close friend could change to just

that girl over there,

she tries to hold on to them,

inviting them over,

spending as much time as she can with them,

ignoring everyone else.

but when they stopped hanging out with her,

ignoring her,

making up excuses to not come over,

she had nothing:

No one to go to,

No one to talk to,

No one to hang out with.

she was alone.

she got so caught up in everything

that in the end…

there was nowhere to go.

Madi Vargo




Grades 8 &9 Awards

Christian Anderson

A Spring Day ···························· 70

Taylor Cline

Love Left Us ····························· 74

Evahanna Cruz

The Real you ···························· 91

Destiny Duncil

The Myrtles Plantation ················ 69

Erica Factor

The Bench ······························· 86

Evyn Fakle

Seasons ·································· 77

Aliza Finefrock

Little Elise ································ 68

Madison Hixson

I am ········································ 88

Elaina Kirkpatrick

Teachers Oh, Teachers ·············· 84

Isabello Kistler

Winter ····································· 79

Sierra Kitchen

Do you hear it? ························· 71

Riley Lesh

My Brother ······························· 76

Jarod Mayberry

No One Knows ························· 72

Vincent Mergner

Tears in the Trenches ················ 84

Alnyha Newman

Just a Normal Day ····················· 71

Emily Rodriguez

Body Poem ······························ 79

Abigail Thouvenin

For All Those ···························· 83

Mackenzie Threm

Time of Time ···························· 84

Mariana Vazquez

High School Dropouts ················ 83

Lucas Weaver

What is Life ······························ 68



Little Elise

Little Elisa, lost at sea.

Her body swallowed by the waves

Of self-loathing and grief.

Her hummingbird heart ceased to beat,

Her lungs withering like rose petals that never saw day.

Oblivion’s arms enticed her with liberation,

Though it shadowed her waking movements.

Little Elise, at a loss for words.

They spill endlessly from her ink,

But rarely did they float from her lips.

Such words blossom into melodies,

Altos and haunting songs

Of love long lost

And the forgotten dreams of a mad woman.

Little Elise, losing all control.

Her mind conjured the desires of the sleepless

And dreams of painting the walls

With the carmine of her loved ones.

Never will her eyes open

To the wills of humanity and their cries,

Their thirst for justice that she may share

But is corrupted by the lusts for revenge

That reside within her mind

Little Elise.

she loses

to

herself

each

time.

Aliza Finefrock

8th grade, Lake Middle School

What is Life?

Life is Love, a wanting to be wanted.

Life is Insecure, the worry of worrying

Life is Friendship, a needed relationship.

Life is Everything,

If you aren’t living life,

Then there’s no point to trying.

Lucas Weaver

8th grade, ECA @ Souers Middle School

Roanoke

Run from the village

That we left behind

Let the tribe pillage

They aren’t okay with our kind

They think we spread diseases

That spread and spread

But in truth we only want to appease

Run and leave the dead

The women and children run,

While the men watch the fire

Some people say “we’re done”

I say “look for a church spire”

Nobody will know what happened to

us Missing we will stay

The remaining children all fuss

For us you must pray.

Zach James


School

Set to learn

Churning for knowledge

Having set goals

Over the ledge

On and above Learning

James Pack


People in their Feelings

Outside the sun shines

inside the cold darkness hides

But there’s no way out.

Timothy Hall




The Myrtles Plantation

The Myrtle’s Plantation in Louisiana

is a house full of old and mystery.

Many deaths and eery events

leaves behind some history.

Woodruff was shot

and Cholow was hung

soldiers were killed while attempting to rob.

and Sterling died of consumption.

Bed and breakfast as today

We can hope you make the stay

but if you can’t we’ll understand

cause we know whats underneath where you stand.

Destiny Duncil


What is Life

Life is only as good as the person living it

Here we have messed up views

One man’s trash is another man’s treasure

change your perspective

Death is one example

poverty is another

ever wonder why foreigners have better work ethic

change your perspective

Instead of complaining about what you want

Be grateful for what you have

What lesson can you learn…

CHANGE YOUR PERSPECTIVE

Nakia Spear


My Thoughts

I wonder…

Why people aren’t people happy with themselves

Why judge based on what music we listen to

Why cant we just all get along

Why do looks determine a person

Why do adults have such a hard time underatant us

I think…

The world would be better if people just stpped caring

Life is so much better when you see the happy side

You should do what makes you happy

theres beauty in everything

Everyone should be treated equal

I know…

That one day there will be peace

Im not always right

Everyone need to have someone

Life can get rough, but you have to keep going

You cant ever give up

I hope…

Some day we can all be ourselves

That all your dreams will come true

All diseases will be cured

Animal Abuse can end

That everyone will feel appreciated.

Addison Angerman




A Spring Day

Out in the world

The storm blows away

The flowers bloom

What a nice day.

Away on the land

Where you don’t pay

In a place free

What a nice day.

A new field where

Anyone can stay

Where trees now grow

What a nice day.

Out on the planet

The storm blows to a new place

After where the flowers once bloomed

Oh what a nice day it was,

The day before today.

Christian Anderson


Being Normal

Sorry for being a bird

Sorry for being rude

For tweeting the things I heard

For being a dude

I shouldn’t say a word

Aleyse Beasley


Nightguard

Helo, Hello? Uh I see its your first night

But I’ll let you know that these guys are not polite.

Theres Bonnie the bunny

Who will make you all bloody

Theres Chica the chicken

Who will make sure your bitten

If your up for the test

You can try out night two

But you’ll be stressed

Cause they’ll go boo

Now here comes another

Who comes out and screams

You might want to call your mother

Cause you might cry in streams

Now here comes the pirate

Who won’t surfice for a carrot

And theres one more who will come

When the dark has begun to rung

Your only on night two

And theres three more to go

So I suggest you get ready

Get ready for Freddy

Patricia Campbell


If…

If the flowers faded

Would you stay to see them blossom again?

If the storm clouds came

would you stay to see the clear skies once more?

If the fire began and burned with aggressive passion,

would you wait for someone to put it out?

If the stars decided not to show and illuminate the dark sky

would you wait for their shine?

Jade Dedrick




The Field Sport

Today feels great

My competition awaits

The day is right

To show my might

As I hurled the ball I watched their jaws

Fall like broken maws

Now I hold the disc

Ready to whisk

And throw it to the stands

As I watch it land

My hearts in bands

My team crumbled like grains of sand

Kenneth Koch


Do You Hear It

The sound.

The sound of relief. The

sound of fear,

The sound of pain.

The sound of life.

The sound.

Do you hear it?

Footsteps…

Heavy,

Loud,

Spacy,

Footsteps.

Faster…

Now running,

Now pacing,

Now steady, Footsteps?

No.

What could it be? Think.

Footsteps?

Battling drums?

War of shots?

Shuffle of cards?

Beat…

Beat of Heart.

The sound.

Of relief.

Of fear.

Of pain.

Of life.

Of LOVE…

Sierra Kitchen


Summer

I’m sitting outside

People playing ball in the sun

Bees collecting pollen from flowers

People start putting up air conditioners

Its getting warmer

The temperature is rising

Time to take out swimming pools

And start getting outside

No more staying inside

No more heated beverages

People are getting outside

And running in the sun

People are wearing shorts

People are going to parks

Most are anxious to get out of school

And butterflies come out

Jordan Kirby


Just a Normal Day

Just a normal day

Playing with my brother

Sadness then arrives

following my mother

I have bad news to tell you

It can’t wait long

I’m sorry babies,

but your daddy is gone

Tears filled my eyes –

good thing I was home

I didn’t talk to anybody

I wanted to be alone

5 years later

I came a long way

But don’t get me wrong

You’re on my mind everyday

I’ll love you always

though you were never there

You’ll always be in my heary

Every day and everywhere

There’s things you’ll miss

But I’ll always know

You’re with me

Everywhere I go

Alnyha Newman




The Human World

I spy with my little eye, something that would harm a fly. I see this weapon used everyday,

in every form and every way. There’s no avoiding this unstoppable power,

It counts us down to zero hour. When I go to school,

this weapon becomes cruel. Every minor carries one,

it hurts more then the wrath of the sun. Every child has used it once,

it really shows who is a dunce. When I look out at the world it’s not much better,

this weapon truly seals our death letter. We are at war,

this is something we can’t ignore. We must take action,

if we’re going to see a reaction. I spy with my little eye,

something that everyone passes by. This weapon will end us all, it truly is our hanging wall.

What is this indestructible weapon? Human Imperfection.

Grace Knepper 8th grade, Jackson Middle School

Sports

Sports are complex.

They are a way to escape our lives;

as a way to look at our lives in a clearer way.

In the world of sports the line of victory and defeat is quite clear.

Escaping the world of sports is an opportunity

to think about these questions in our own lives.

Every day is a new opportunity.

You can build on yesterday’s success or

put its failures behind you and start over again.

Winners never quit and quitters…

NEVER…WIN…!!

Curtis Harman

8th grade, Early College Academy @ Souers Middle School

No One Knows

Fear

How it has changed me

It shows

Who I ought to be

But no one knows

What I can see…

They tell you

Face your fears

But mine are demons

Which I can hear

They smell of hate

My soul they have ate

My demons I can hear

They tell me

Who may be near

They say trust no one

Tho my time has just begun

They don’t believe in fun

Demons

How they have changed me

They show

Who I ought to be

But no one knows

What I can see…

Jarod Mayberry




Villanelle

Creativity

Everyone has the ability of creating.

Sometimes it’s just difficult to achieve.

Many people find art intimidating.

Creativity is nothing worth debating.

It all depends on how you perceive.


Art is mostly only decorating.

There is no real reason to grieve.


Imagination is key when evaluating.

It will take time, but you should proceed.


The amount of work may be agitating.

It is tough and requires the desire to believe.


It demands you to take time concentrating.

You cannot allow your eyes to deceive.

Everybody has the ability of creating.

However, many people find art intimidating.

Kiara Lauer 9th Grade, Perry High School

Maybe

Maybe saying I didn’t care was a complete utter lie

Or maybe talking myself into being okay is what’s killing me inside

I don’t know how I made myself believe

that losing you was what was best

Because honestly, you’re nothing like the rest

You kept me standing when I was ready to fall

You gave me a shoulder to lean on when I felt trapped in four walls

You let me know that nobody was gonna take my place

And that for first place there’ll never be a race.

I guess our worlds spilt apart without our permission.

And with it we somehow lost our ambition.

Everyday I see you, it reminds me of old times

But it sometimes leaves me feeling empty inside.

Madison Grant

8th grade, Early College Academy @ Souers Middle School

About Me

I love Babies

I hate I cry babies

I enjoy my little brother

I dislike Bullies

My favorite food is pizza

I’ll never eat Brussels sprouts

My favorite place is my room

I’ll never go to Africa

My favorite music is Hip Hop

I’ll never listen to Country

Someday I’ll become a Pediatrician

I’ll never become a Math Teacher.

Janae’ Seawright


I Am

I am kind and beautiful

I wonder if anyone notices

I hear ringing of church bells

I see lots of people running

I want some beef hot dogs


I pretend to be an airplane

I feel invincible

I fly through the sky

I worry that I’m bad

I cry when I’m mad


I understand most problems

I say I can’t say I don’t

I dream that I can’t

I try to be bad at it

I hope that I am


Faith Adkins




Love Left Us

He sat on the ground,

the cold, wet cement seeping

through the denim of his jeans,

numbing his thighs.

She sat on the hard metal

bench, the smell of near-by

resturaunts wafting towards her with the wind and incasing

her fragile body.

His throat swollen and as red

as cough drops. His hands balled

at his sides hiding his torn,

jagged fingernails and little

cresent shaped indents marking

his pale clammy palms.

Her head resting in her palms,

resting on her knees.

Her blue eyes no longer gentle

like running water but rough

and violent like niagra.

Her eyes bloodshot and her

eyelids heavier than the

weight shattering her heart.

When a woman approaches

him he keeps his head down

and his fists balled,

When a man approaches

her she keeps her head down

and her eyes closed,

“What’s bothering you?”

He looked up at the petite woman:

She looked up at the towering man:

And said “Love left us.”

Taylor Cline


Strive

I am a person who can’t be defined

A person who feels free to speak her mind

I am a person that doesn’t like to cry

I am a person that is still not yet to be defined

As a young lady

you should strive for the best

As a young lady

your goals should be getting met

As a young lady you should be focused on

your future that is yet to come

As a young lady you should want to be

The woman you always wanted to be

Capri Solomon


True Love

YOU ARE MY TRUE LOVE

I AM A FLOWER AND YOU ARE A DIVE

THE PEOPLE WON’T TAKE US AWAY

AND YOU MAKE UP MY DAY

WE LOVE THE SAME THINGS

WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE THE SAME THINGS

YOU ARE MY TRUE LOVE

I AM A FLOWER AND YOU ARE A DOVE

Ty’riane Mayes




“Controlled”

We live in a world submersed in technology I can honestly see why Online we can be who we want to be We don’t have to think about whether it’s right or wrong I mean, just one click and it’s all gone, right?

Technology has become attached to our hips It’s because the world is in our fingertips But it becomes harder to scroll your feed, day by day Because more kids are online instead of going outside to play

Kids nowadays have phones, this is absurd They’d rather be playing games than studying their vocab words Don’t think Adults, I’m leaving you out Don’t think I don’t see you Dot & About You’re on your phone on your lunch break Instead of talking to your coworkers And I start to cry a little inside When I see pictures on Instagram of your burgers

Everything may seem all fine and dandy, for the time being But just wait until these so called “inventions” ruin society

Savannah Sparks 9th grade, McKinley High School

The Civil War

Screaming victims

Bloody tools

fallen bodies

it was cruel

The bloodiest battle

The worst infections

The highest death toll

The worst decisions

No knowledge

No medications

No equipment

No expectations

Typhoid fever, pneumonia, and mumps

Spread through the camps quicker than dust.

Haley Howard


I Live the Way I Live

I live the way I live

Because of many reasons like sight.


But I don’t like to fight.

I like my life a lot

So I take no risks.

my life is like a lot

But there are many more solutions, than my fists.


Even if I die.


So I never have to say goodbye.

Kevyn Krier




My Brother

I watch as life ticks away.

Not realizing this could be my last day.

I think nothing of it

Like it will last forever.

I sit and think

Just wondering how all of this could be true.

It can't be

He meant too much to me.

My brother, my best friend,

Gone in a flash.

Why did it have to end?

Why did he have to crash?

His life was just beginning,

College in the fall

He wanted to play another inning.

Such a young age to go,

A soldier to the end,

Justin, I love you and I miss you

I hope to eventually see you again.

Riley Lesh

9th grade, Perry High School

Summer

The clock ticks students

ready to jump out of their

seats five minutes till summer

can it really be!

This school year has been

really tough I’m ready to

leave and let my school

books collect dust.

Time to start the count

down the students begin

3…2…1… they shout we pick up our books and crowd

the hall like a heard of rhinos

exploding with joy like volcanos

up to our lockers and out

the door goodbye school

you shall see me no more.

Samone Butler


Gentel Man’s Warfare

Just a couple of gentel men,

defending our hometown,

We are lined up like bowling pins

ready to get struck down,

We will stay out in the blistering cold,

Still we’re grey and old.

Just a couple of gentlemen,

defending our hometown

We fight threw all hours of the night,

Till we see the mornings bright sunlight

Just a couple of gentlemen,

defending our home town.

we look through the eyewatering

gunsmoke,

And stare at our red, white, and blue flag, that is still there!

Greg Marciano, Jr.


Ball is Life

I play Ball everyday.

OMG Basketball is life!

I practice I practice yea!

Khristopher Johnson




I Always Arrive

I throw my gun into the back of my truck hoping to kill a 20 point buck. As I sit here and enjoy the breeze A deer walks in and I give the trigger a squeeze. The gun goes BAM! and the deer falls to the ground not moving and not making a sound. After I get the deer back to my truck I shut the door and start her up. My truck is unstoppable it can’t be beat I slam the door and strap myself in the seat. I start the engine and press the gas to the floor my truck takes off and lets out some black smoke and a mighty loud roar.

Garin Keister 9th Grade, Perry High School

Seasons

As the wind blows

Through the skies of grey

The leaves and branches begin

To fray

The fall weather

Brings us together

As the leaves fall off the trees

When the air gets cold

And the trees look old

And the snow begins to fall

We know it’s winter

When the air gets bitter

And every little critter

Has gone off to its little home

We know it’s summer

When the grass starts growing

And it’s warm when the wind starts blowing

All the seasons are great

There is nothing at all to hate

When we have this great world

To love in everyday

Evyn Eakle


I Am

I am kind and caring

I wonder why people have to be mean

I hear my feiends call my name

I see how people treat other people

I want to play volleyball


I pretend to be funny

I feel happy the year is almost over

I touch my moms heart when I am nice to my sister

I worry my friends will leave me

I cry when my family is upset


I understand I want to be successful

I say you can do anything to put your mind to

I dream to be an amazing volleyball player

I try to be the best person I can be

I hope to be the best me


Rachel Ketler




Empty

A love like theirs is difficult to imagine, It was a death sentence for them to be apart. Their love was decrepit, but appeared eternal, Which helped him see the beauty in his lover's dulling eyes. Her faint smile seemed to tug at his heart. The fear of the future chilled his body. He began to feel like a deserted military base. He had nothing left to protect or save, nothing to come home to. Death, his greatest foe, had defeated his lover, and without her, he would surely be the next to go. He watched as his love fell into an eternal, sound sleep. He sat, tracing the constellations of freckles on her face. She needn't worry about him any longer, And neither did he, for he knew she was safe. His hands traced her fragile figure one last time, Her face, still, her expression unwavering, blissful. She had passed knowing she had fought well, And her last thoughts had been nothing but of her love. He whispered her name so sweetly it made angels weep. And as trickles of tears donned his face, The beautiful memories they had shared together Slowly were erased from his deteriorating mind. And a gaping hole in his chest formed, As death pried his hands from his beloved's.

Kaitlyn McGeorge 9th grade, Perry High School

Cruel

There once was a girl from Wool

Who was lovely and very cool

But some people laughed

And she snapped

Because some boys act like fools

Then the girl had chosen

To show the boys what they had done

So she came up with a plan and she told them to come

After they had admitted that she was the chosen one.

The boys were mad but didn’t admit it

She really just wanted to tell them to quit

So they both had learned something that day

And that is to never feel like you aren’t special in any way.

Kali Todich


TAB SQUAD

Exciting

Librarian

Loving

Energetic

Nice

Determined

Optomistic

Unique

Creative

Enchanting

Tolerating TAB

Talkitive (but in a good way)

Everyone’s favorite Library person

Chloe Downerd

9th grade, Jackson High School

Shiver

Cold

Winter

Snow

Blood

Wolf

Love

Lust

Passion

Linger

Forever

Sam

Grace

Pack

Mercy falls

Life

Cure

Cierra Douglas




Body Poem

Eyes! How could I do anything without you I need you for almost everything

To type and even to walk Without you I would miss out on all the

Colors of the rainbow I couldn't watch T.V. or even use a cell phone

I thank God I have these things called eyes

To help me know light from dark And to experience the beauties of the world

All the things I would miss out on But I ask myself

If the world was blind How many people would I impress?

Emily Rodriguez 9th Grade, Perry High School

Bridge of Hope

Swaying,

The current rages,

Lilies are swept away.

Dappled light glimmers brightly.

It frees.

Anna Freeman 9th grade, Homeschool

Winter

On the ground a blanket of white Under the ground the animals burrow Above the ground the birds fly south

In front of me the snow sprinkles down Inside my house the fire burns

Over the river lies a sheet of ice Below zero degrees the thermometer says Without my gloves my hands would freeze

Upon the houses there are lights Without, the world would be completely white

I keep shoveling a path through the cold air of night Isabella Kistler 8th grade, JMMS

Darkness

Where all is void of dimmest light

There is repetition in despite of the things you seek

Black, barren, frightful things

Encased in eternal night

Void of all these and more

Void of anything you could ever think of

Lies, hatred, burning hatred

Unable to see any light

Where swimmers always drown

Those who look up fall down

All of hope is lost

Darkness is its cause

Myles D. Pennington




Confused Loving Darkness

On this pain that I feel will I be able to heal The darkness which I love and fits like a glove. And the light in the night is a knight in light How hard it is to not lie but can in the beuty of black sky

The fight ahaid is sheer and I feel the end is near And her beautiful trove, is not in sight of love How love is so far and the sadness of my soul This void of a catastrophe is what makes me be

The love will last even if I am an outcast My color will never be faded not even to be lighted This rage I have will always be a terrible blind haze And the darkness of this Kingdom will always be sanctum

The wold in which I fell is my great grinding mil And my past so jaded was also raded A hard cover of my evil darkening lover I am the evil man at stand that will destroy the land

This loving pain also the dark evil strin The burning passion I have to destroy on And a instinct I have to be 40 loving and distinct The fable I tell yself is the path where I fell

All of the gore just to get a little more The beuty of fusion was in our confusion That evil bait she gave when she raised my state And when I could understand I knew love cant comprehend

Cory Lenarz 8th grade, Oakwood Middle School No one ever noticed their tears they’d cried.

No one ever payed them any attention.

No one ever seen their sadness.

No one ever realized their pain that they had.

No one noticed their depression.

No one ever noticed them have hatred to

their own figure.

But everyone always saw the worse in them.

Always recognized the mistakes they made.

Always commented on their miss flaws.

Always missed judged them by their

Appearance and actions they made.

Never saw the good in them like that one

person in the world did.

Destiny Johnson


Too Late

We saw what happened

Yeah, we were there

But most importantly

You guys do not care

I mean she snitched

So we spoke up

Too late you guys

He’s been written up

We did the best we could

Our squad even made signs

We took it to the office

And he pressed rewind

He claimed he’d revisit it

So now we have to wait

But what’s the use now?

For some it’s just too late

Kaitlyn Rayner


No One

Sole Being

He stands,

Not sure what to do

While smudges of gray paint line his eyes

And it was as if poisonous snakes

Had consumed his soul

His hands trembled

Hot breath detected in the chilly air

He was lonely but it was okay

He had the creatures to keep him company

Diane Mejia




The Bright Light

The light is bright as can be it’s like the brightness of the good

More than darkness of evil if you believe you can see that light

From the heavenly gods and goddesses if you disappear on earth

One day you will see the bright light of the love and protection

Of our lord and savior to our hearts eyes of seeing to see

and feel the love of the people with and around us

so you have and always have love with protection

of the bright light!

Michael Crawford


Funny How things change,

People change,

Over what is unknown

Funny

Funny How you can be ignored,

Invisible even, to the ones

You thought you knew,

The ones you told

“I love you” to

Funny How friends of a Lifetime

Went to Friends of the meantime

If that, Funny.

Funny How people view things

One day you’re In

The next your out

Why? New faces? New places?

Funny How things affect a Person

Funny How Persons always Laughs

Always smiles

And are always there

Funny How Persons are

Still and will remain

Loyal, Respectful, and Quiet

Funny

Funny How that

Loayalness, Respectfulness, and Quietness

Will kill Persons

On the inside

Funny How Persons will wonder

Wonder How get rid

Of the Loyalness, respectfulness,

And Quietness

Funny How Persons will want

To let go

Let go of everything

And be Free

Funny How Persons will die

Dust to Dust; Ashes to Ashes

Mentally, Physically, and Emotionally

And will be gone.

Funny How Persons

Loves the idea of

Emptiness

Persons grown Empty.

Funny How things are

So Funny

Funny How lives are

Wasted.

Funny How.

Funny How

Jordan McQueen




My bestfriend

You’re my bestfriend and I love to hang out,

We had dance battles and rap offs when your were around,

You was my Bonnie and I was your Clyde,

We made the best partners in crime,

But now you’re not by my side,

Why did they have to lie?

Now my heart is broken,

Because your like the wind around but can be seen,

I hear you but you can’t hear me

At night I cry so on one knows my pain,

Even though my life is falling like rain,

I smile because one day we will be reunited,

And the pain will slowly fade away like fog on a sunny day,

And we will be Bonnie and Clyde,

But even better you will be my brother right by my side,

And I will have my bestfriend back in my life,

But until then we will life today like we will meet again,

Domonique

McAllister 8th grade, ECA @ Souers Middle School

Valley Forge

Oh! The harsh, harsh winter,

Log cabins made of timber.

General Washington filled with dread,

Distant memories in his head.

The harsh and unforgiving winter,

It hurt as bad as a splinter.

There’s horrible sickness and disease,

And soldiers try to flee.

The cold is like the soldiers of Britain,

All the soldiers are frostbitten.

The camp is freezing cold and unbearable,

Everyone thinks the cold is terrible.

Keith Rumbaugh


Our Fellow Native Americans


Were once the only people that rules

Before Englishman owned plantations

And slaves were used as told

And slaves were used as tools

Spread all over our nation

With tribes and clueless knowledge

They lived through the dangers

And used their natural resources


Who hunted with bows and arrows

And skinned animals for clothes

Canoed through rivers so narrow

Made their homes and tools themselves

Before other nations came to this land.

The Natives Stand


Painted symbols on their faces

Together they play the drums and dance.

Native Americans watch the stars

And mark the constilations


Who lived on this land before us.

Wolves

Wolves, balance in nature

Wolves, the natives companions

Wolves, a mystery

Nicholas Conklin




High School Dropouts

For All Those

This is for all those whom I love, The friendships that truly fit like a glove.

This is for those who so kind have been, Whose love has flown like ink from a pen.

This is for the wonderful ones who don’t see How they shine from the view of people like me.

This is for the people who really care, Who with all that they meet, love always share.

And this is for all those whose names I don’t know, But whose love and joy really does show.

These are the people who a difference have made, And this is for them: this accolade.

Abigail Thouvenin 9th grade, Homeschool

All it took was self-doubt and years of struggling. Just one impulse. You drop your pencil, walk out the front doors, and slam them behind you. You curse out loud and tell yourself, “Never turn back.”

No job, no money, no luck. Looking back you realize all those years of poor judgment have caused all this.

No education implanted into your brain. Everyday regretting slamming those doors.

Marlana Vazquez

9th Grade, Perry High School

In the ‘Hood

Nah, not just the sirens

Ay, you hear that?

That pop-pop-pop sound

Yep, the sound of a Gat

Dang, stuff’s so sad out here

Why these girls wearing short skirts?

Can’t even pay her child support

But got money for dem see-thru shirts?

Whole lotta pimps out chere

Wantin’ money and drugs

Some fathers, some locked up

Can’t give their sons and daughters hugs

I know all dis sounds crazy

I know all dis aint good

But you just gotta strive through it

Especially when you “In the ‘Hood”

Kiara Spells


Summer

Summer is full of magic

The hot sand between your toes

Ice cold lemonade rushing down your

throat

Hot sun rays beating down on your back

Cold water as you jump into the pool

Smell of sunscreen in the air

Seeing the world through sunglasses

Summer is a wonderful time

Destiny Freday

8th grade, Early College Academy



Teachers, Oh Teachers

Teachers, oh teachers

For the thousand time

There’s a ton of homework

And too little time


Give us a break

There’s ten million things

That no one can take


We are only teenagers

We need a million month vacation

just to get away


Get off our backs

There’s a thousand things to do

Maybe I will give it back.

Elaina Kirkpatrick

8th Grade, Sandy Valley Middle school

“ Time of Time “

At times,

Time is too short,

Suddenly your favorite song has ended,

Your friendship has,

Or even your life,

Someone’s life,

You’re out of time to do something,

Answer something,

Or reply back to someone,

It makes you want to do something,

See something,

Hear something,

Feel something,

Be something,

But sometimes,

Time is too long,

The feeling you feel,

Or some lame song,

Just seem to go on and on,

When time is like this,

You wish for it to be short again,

But not too short,

No,

Somewhere in the middle,

You wish for this,

Time and time,

Again…

Mackenzie Threm

8th Grade, Early College Academy

“Tears in the Trenches”

Down in the trenches we huddle and crowd

Some beg, some plead, some cry in fear

The artillery sounds are muffled but loud

Leaving us longing for the sounds we used to hear

No children laughing, no birds singing

Instead the rumble of tanks, man killing man

No friends, no family, no church bells ringing

Expected to be brave but not sure if we can

Time drags on, never quiet or calm

Minutes pass slowly, a never-ending lag

Broken bodies scattered, the battlefield of the Somme

A fallen soldier still holding his nation’s tattered flag

This battle is over but no one truly won

Our graves are wherever we drop

As the poisonous gas eats away at the sun

The mourning seems never to stop

Vincent Mergner




Piecing it Back Together

As I read through the old book, the pages feel as if they are

falling to the ground

It seems to you as if they are teardrops from your eyes, so

You feel it

But you know you’re not crying on the outside, but on

The inside

You feel scared and hopeless; you don’t let people k now

so you always put on a big smile to hide it all

As you go through these times you let it all build up and

then you take it all out on yourself

When you really didn’t do anything, but you don’t want

to feel like a mess

When somebody finally notices it’s usually too late, but

for you it wasn’t

that person helped you through those times and helped

you piece the old book back together

You then realized that book was really your soul and you

put it back together instead of tearing it all the way apart

That person helped you, so you thanked them with all your

heart that you did not lose yourself over nothing and you

really appreciated their help

so you would not have to fall into a deep hole that you

could not crawl out of even with every struggling muscle

in your body

Seirra Taylor


Be You

There are many things hidden behind her.

She doesn’t show what she is made of.

She is afraid people will judge her.

She is afraid people will view her as different.

But her talent and her beauty are so amazing.

Her self-esteem is so low

From many people bringing her down.

She tells herself she needs to build it back up.

People that she loved, cared for and so much

More let her down.

She finally realized that people’s thoughts really

don’t count.

Everyone is going to be judged

Their whole life.

You can’t hide who you really are for others

For the rest of your life.

One day someone is going to see who you are

And love you for you.

No matter who it is or when it is

Someone is going to love you,

So don’t let others bring you down.

Ayona Broyles


Music is Magic

It can calm you down

Make you dance like a clown

It makes you fan-girl

Then you’ll start to twirl

You’ll fill up with glee

When the beat goes “Bum bum bee”

It will go into your head

Until you go to bed

It feels like magic

If you’re listening to music

Samantha Thompson




I sit here on this bench

In the center of the park,

I think a lot of happy thoughts

I also think some dark.

I come here everyday

And sit here in this seat,

Through the rain, through the snow

In the cold and in the heat.

I think back on past memories,

On the neighborhood playground.

All of the friends and smiling faces,

That I had previously found.

Some memories aren’t as happy,

Days when no one saw a smile.

I don’t like thinking of these,

And I don’t want to for a while.

I want to fill my mind with joy,

I think of things that make me content,

Bringing back only positive thoughts,

Reflecting on all the good times I’ve spent.

So I sit here on this bench,

Overlooking the park,

I think of all the happy thoughts,

And say goodbye to all the dark.

The Bench

Erica Factor 8th grade, Lake Middle School

The Meaning of Life

What is the meaning of life? We may ask obviously the answer isn’t in textbooks and a flask.

Sometimes we think too much of that question

Many people answer, although it’s a suggestion.

Obviously, the answer is right in front of us.

Found in everyday places, like a car or a bus.

People search and search and even went on a tour

The answer is right in front of us, 2+2=4

Zara Siddiquee




"I am strong & passionate"

I am strong & passionate

I wonder what my future holds

I hear fans cheering my name

I see my wife & kids in the stands

I will win this game


I pretend the trophy is in my hands

I feel the rush of adrenaline through my body

I touch the smooth dirt ground beneath me

I worry that what if I don't think fast enough

I cry because I want this for my family


I understand that it's not about the win

I say it's for the love of the game

I dream that one day I'll win

I try & push & live strong

One day I'll win this...

I am strong and passionate

Kevin Miller 9th Grade, Perry High School

Love and Hate

I love food

I hate uneven numbers

I enjoy relaxing

I dislike landscaping

My favorite food is escargots

I’ll never eat avacado

My favorite place is the Bahamas

I’ll never go to Russia

My favorite music is R&B

I’ll never listen to heavy metal

Someday I’ll live in Atlanta

I’ll never quit on my education

Elijah Msafiri


I Tank

I have a blue fish

I have a red fish

I have 1 tank

I have 1 can of food

I have 1 house

My blue fish likes rocks

My blue fish loves to hide in the rocks

My red fish likes the seaweed

My red fish loves to swim through the seaweed

My blue and red fish are best friends

How can this be?

My fish don’t care that they’re different

My fish don’t see color and judge

My fish eat the same food

My fish swim in the same tank

My fish live in my house

My fish love me.

I have a blue fish

I have a red fish

I have brown skin

You have white

So tell me why fish have better attitudes,

Better than you?

Brianna Agomessou




I Am

I’m from Hixson and Mayle

Trisha and Matt

The sound of a baseball

Hitting a bat

I am from card games

And dusting and

Rolling on floors.

I am from sleeping

To loud grandma snores

I am from death and divorce

And Lucy kicks galore

I’m from Penny and Bean

The best team

I am from praises and smiles

Receiving glares

I am from hoping someone would stop and state

I am from lisa and Todd

Breathing country air

Mary and Tracy with

Crazy city may sees

I am from horse ridings

And clumsy fishing trips.

Deep in the closet

Hidden in a bag

Lies pictures and letters

That make me feel sad

I am a seed half of each tree

One single person creating a team

Madison Hixson


Where I’m From

I am from an Accident

from love and loss

I am the books on the shelf.

(Full of wisdom and knowledge.)

I am from the lilac tree

the suburban backyard

the many flowers that

are full of joyful memories.

I’m from the band tees and brownies

from Disney movies and nickelodeon cartoons

I’m from the wallflowers and social butterflies.

From Get’er done! And shut’em up

I’m from believe in magic

with karma in-between

I’m from Merry’s ice Cream

chocolate with lots of sprinkles

From the grandpa that wanted to fight

but couldn’t because of age.

In the attic was an old box

over flowing with pictures

like the lakes into streams

the water my family has swam

for years and years to come.

Amber Schumacher




You Shine

You shine like the stars

You shine like the sun

Girl, you’re full of fun

And, OMG, you can run

You may not believe it

So come on down and sit

‘Cause I have to tell you

Something that is hard to say

Girl, you can fight

Girl, you can hit

You are one-of-a-kind

You’re great, girl – you are

You shine like the start




Your smile is worth a million

You’re kind, helpful, and more

Special, spiritual, smart, sweet girl

You are the one, girl – yeah

Girl, you can fight

Girl, you can hit

You’re one-of-a-kind, girl

You’re a great girl, you are

You shine like the stars




You shine

You shine

Yes, you do

Stephanie Turner


I Am

I am a good friend and funny

I wonder why people have hate for one another

I hear people calling out for help and no one helps

I see who people really are deeo down

I want to be able to love myself


I pretend to be happy a lot

I feel my life falling apart

I touch my friends’ hearts when they need help

I worry I won’t make it to success

I cry when my friends are hurt


I understand life is hard

I say I’m okay even if I’m not

I dream I will live a happy life

I try to be kind to people

I hope I will be successful in life


Lydia Schauer




The Fixer-Upper

When your heart is broken

And it needs some fixing

Of course, I’ll be there to fix it.

When your shoulder’s in a slump

And it really needs some fixing,

Of course, I’ll be there to fix it,

Don’t worry, I’ll always be here,

You don’t need to worry

Because I’ll be here

To guide you

And to fix you.

Janese Billings


The Window

Looking out the window of an apartment in New York City made me feel insignificant.

There are times in life when I want to feel that way.

I mean, take a look at all the lights, all the people.

There are literally millions of them within a three-block radius and yet,

you will never meet most of them.

They will never meet you. They can never judge you.

Looking out the window is a way to remind myself that I’m a tiny part of the world that keeps going,

whether I want to or not.

Some ask why I would want to feel that way.

Have you ever been so overwhelmed, like everyone wants a piece of you or

that you have to live up to expectations because others are counting on you?

There are days when I have so much pressure on my shoulders and if I don’t do something right

or well enough, the world is going to stop and stare at me, telling me I screwed up.

Then, I go over and look out of the window.

I realize that there is just so much more going on in the world.

If I let one person down, there are countless others I could be making proud or won’t judge me.

The world wouldn’t stop if I messed up,

There are always chances to try again.

The window did me a favor.

It saved my life.

Jaymee Barrett


My Soul

My soul cries,

When someone in my family passes away,

My secret place is excited,

When I ride the tall, thrilling roller coasters,

My soul feels nervous,

When I go up on stage to tap dance at the Palace,

My spirit feels thrilled,

When I sing in front of a big audience,

My inner feiend laughs,

When I spend time with my cousins,

My spirit feels full of love,

When I pray to the Lord,

My soul is amazed,

When I get a compliment,

My inner self screams,

When I get in trouble,

My secret place dances,

When I hang out with my friends,

My soul makes me who I am,

My soul.

Nikki Yoho




The Real You

Your eyes are kind,

Your body is calm,

Your hands are gentle,

Your smile is welcoming,

But your mind is a whole different story.

Your mind consumes it all,

It tears it all that away to make you seem dangerous and twisted.

You put up a front to come off as something you’re not, so afraid of the real you.

But it was me who struck you in the heart to reveal the real you.

You were so afraid of your loved ones knowing the person you really are.

But I came along and destroyed the plastic that you were hiding behind.

Now it’s you, the one you’re so afraid of.

Now you’re left alone, empty, and afraid.

Evahanna Cruz





Our fellow Native Americans were once

the only people that ruled

Before Englishman owned plantations

and slaves were used as tools

and slaves were used as tools

Spread all over our nation

with tribes and clueless knowledge

they lived through the dangers

and used their natural resources.

Our Felow Native Americans

who hunted with bows and arrows

and skinned animals for clothes

canoed through rivers so narrow

made their homes and tools theirselves

Before other nations came to this land

The Natives stand


painted symbols on their faces

Together they play the drums and dance.

Native Americans watch the stars

and mark the constilations


who lived on this land before us.

Emily Wells


Grades 10-12 I SPY Poetry


I SPY Poetry Grades 10-12


Grades 10-12 Awards

Amanda Carano

Night Lies ................................................................................................. 102

Jordan Floyd

Sun .......................................................................................................... 95

Ophelia Knight

Begin? ····················································································· 102

Katelynn Leach

Set It Free ................................................................................................ 96

Jessica Linville

The One ................................................................................................... 101

Sefra Manos

The Cat .................................................................................................... 100

Cindy Pan

FORK ······················································································· 95

Jacki Szuzechowsk

The Way I Feel About You ....................................................................... 95

Natalie Thouvenin

Your Laugh .............................................................................................. 97

Nabila Utami

The Hurt ··················································································· 97



Sun

Bright, warm

Burning, glowing, shining

Golden, fiery, distant, white

Reflecting, eclipsing, revolving

Cool, empty

Moon

Jordan Floyd


FORK

“Here lies Captain Spork,

Ate a full plate of port

He was eating so much

During his time of lunch,

That he swallowed the fork

And rolled over dead

Due to the force of torque.

Cindy Pan


The Way I Feel About You

As I lay motionless with a blank expression on my face, occasionally smiling at the thought of you.

Your touch, your taste and smell. I do, it’s true. I’m madly in love with you

My missing half, my long lost piece. I’ve found you at last. I ache for your company, for your embrace.

With eyes as deep as the ocean, I can almost just stare into them and drift away,

Lips so soft and tender, a touch so light and caressing it sends chills down my spine, in hopes that you

will never let go.

I love the warmth of your skin and the shyness you show.

I feel like we are a match made in heaven and we can accomplish anything we put our minds to. I’d do

anything for you.

You by my side and me by yours, hand in hand we face the world.

I love you so much it hurts. When I’m around you I feel so alive, so whole again.

I feel on top of the world, like nothing could ever stop us.

I’d give my life for you and defend you with every fiber of my being.

My heart jumps at the sight of you, then kicks back in to beat a million miles per hour.

When I’m around you I feel my temperature rising.

I’m so happy I met you. I love you so much. You’re my love, and my life.

Baby you’re my world.

Jacki Szczechowski

11th grade, Canton City Digital Academy



Your Love for Me is Like the Sea A Villanelle by Anna Huntsman Your love for me is like the sea: A rapid burst that strikes the shore Perhaps the sand will set me free. An angry wave immerses me Then calmly, sweetly, does adore Your love for me is like the sea. Emotions, crashing ceaselessly; Atlantic showers prick and pour Perhaps the sand will set me free. A sky that stretches endlessly, Encasing restless time and lore Your love for me is like the sea. Like vessels on the harbor, we Shall beat and change forevermore Perhaps the sand will set me free. An ocean, darkened doomfully, Whose treasures I cannot explore Your love for me is like the sea Perhaps the sand will set me free. Anna Huntsman 12th grade, Perry High School

Set it Free

Do you remember the days and nights All the moments we laughed without care? Because my friend, I think back to when We said we’d never leave each other.

Now all that I recall is that promise we made When we became friends forever.

Now I will never let you down. Your brightest blaze or your darkest spell It will not keep me from saving you from

The darkness inside your heart I will find a way, there are unlimited days

For you to come back with me So now, my friend, I’ll ask again

Would you come close and hold my heart Because at this moment in time

I’ve lost my way in this maze of light Without you…

Please raise your hands, so I can see Where you are your engulfed heart

And I’ll set it free I know there is a way, there will come a day

When your light has shined bright.

I won’t give up on finding you. Believe in me, I’ll never abandon you.

This heart that you’re holding Let it guide you

Look to me and you’ll see that you’re not alone Please don’t give up just yet I’m here holding your hand

Put down your flag, look around you And see that there is more to life than the darkness

Hold on to me, I’ll help you through This time of pain inside your heart and soul

I won’t let go, I’m here for you This light will break through the wall of your heart

And you will see again, that I’m here for you You’re never alone, this maze isn’t meant for one

Just come my way This could be the day

Your darkness turns to light Katelynn Leach 10th grade, Timken Early College



Your Laugh

I like to hear you laugh because it’s never just for show

I like to hear you laugh because it warms me when I’m cold

I like to hear you laugh because it makes our smiles grow

And I like to hear you laugh because it’s music to my soul Natalie Thouvenin 11th Grade, Homeschool

The Hurt

An anti-bullying poetry

That apathetic face

with a mortal tongue

Ceaselessly putting a rhythmic curses on me

That frozen heart and despise looking eyes

Continuously dragging me under a storm

With no silver lining after all

Look, I am an individual!

I am Matter

Stop drowning me deep down the oceans

And forcing me to feel those tensions and emotions

Because-

Pulling me down will never be soared you up to the top

I know

Behind those laughs-

Scattered a bruised heart

I know

Behind those giggles

Lies scars of fears

And I know

Behind those prides

There is a numb soul

of Abandonment with zero goal

Because in the end

I realized

That only

The Hurt hurts other people

Nabila Utami

12th Grade, foreign exchange student at GlenOak High School

I Spy Spring

I spy something sunny

I spy something nice

I spy something growing

I spy something blooming

I wonder what that could be.

I spy something wonderful

I spy something great

I spy something so bright

It makes my smile light up the sky!

Do you want to know what I spy?

That something I spy is…..

Human nature and its wonderful

Spring season.

Habbibah Muhammed

10th grade, Leap School



Macbeth was a thane

Married to a women

With something wrong in her brain

Manipulating his own

To do something the country will disdain

A dagger, a life

Something at strife

Macbeth reveals his true self

On a night where everything is erroneous

The owl shrieked

Air in Scotland no longer harmonious

Death by friend

Or was it foe

Who took Duncans life

And left him thinking it was something he would outgrow

Guilty consciences and sleepless nights

Ballroom dances and petty fights

Dinner at his castle revealing the truth

A bloody Banquo standing aloof

Only the culpable

Seeing this spoof

Macbeth is a tragedy

A record one ive seen

Filled with unholy homicides

and hands unclean

Along the lines of fate and freewill

Macbeth foresees his future

The witches chant

An unruly grant of his impending downfall

And in this way

They portray his murderer

A man unnaturally born Macbeth is caught between utter confidence and acute anxiety

Murdering those in his path

The fight to keep his kingship

With his inevitable wrath

The new king is someone the villagers execrate

A man full of lies

A man full of hate

Upsetting the balance of nature

And for a brief brunch

Each other is what the horses had ate

The winds soon picked up speed

Macbeth continually filled of greed

Macbeths song began with lullabies and easter baskets

Gifts of loyalty

That led to guillotines and caskets

He destroyed relationships and lives

They were self inflicted

He couldn’t possibly thrive

Distancing himself from all who cared

His downfall began

And he was unfortunately unprepared

Facing death abundant

Macbeths life now redundant

All hail our king

Newly returned to his throne

Previously restored from England

This Macbeth simply didn’t condone

Birnam Woods had moved

This, the witches had proved

With their wickedness served on a platter

Macbeth didn't trust them

He, the latter

His lineage expired

Macbeth's death is required

Malcolm is crowned

On the streets of Scotland

Peace is finally found

Macbeth

Lindsey Wasnak

10th Grade, GlenOak High School



The Wallflower

In the back of the room she sat quiet.

Not ever once did she cause a riot.

She listened and observed all those around.

Hardly ever did she produce a sound.

Listening closely and silently throughout the years,

Some may have called this girl the eyes and ears.

Others may say she was the one to cower.

But she was mostly known as wallflower.

Though unseen was how she normally stood.

She would have told you this was something good.

At dances she stood away from the crowd.

Never once singing along much too loud.

She prefered to keep to herself mostly;

Never having many people closely.

What she heard and saw she kept to herself,

Locked it away and kept it on a shelf.

She never judged and always understood,

Put your trust in her was something you could.

She could see the world for the way it was,

And she knew some things happen just because.

When noticed, she would give a small, shy smile.

For she was not one to be very hostile.

Her long hair she wore down covered her face,

Her favorite shirt was covered in lace.

Her nose was small and her eyes ocean blue,

But that was not something many people knew.

She’ll speak to you if you speak to her first.

She will never think that you are the worst.

She is the one that few will know to miss,

I guess that’s what made her good at being this.

Allyson Nichols

12th Grade, Perry High School

Her Everything His beauty shimmers in the sun of the afternoon day. Her elegant hair, flowing past her hips Her shape is of the hourglass And her soft but pouty lips. Her delicate soul fragile and sad, Love is something she never had. I’ll mend her heart, And be with her till death do us part. Her voice spans over the horizon of my world, Filling up y happiness She always knows how to make me smile, And dominates my sadness. I want to be her everything Her sweet love, My heart soars around her And reaches to the skies avove Her love everlasting, Smile even more radiant and bright, When I sit in the dark, She was my light She is my soulmate Fate brought we together I’ll never leave and I’ll always love her, Now and forever She is the other half of me, The piece that was missing for so long Now she’s with me. And that’s where she belongs. Timothy Labus 12th grade, Timken Senior High School



The Cat

Come on, come closer child, I’ve got somethin’ to say,

It’s a tale about a cat, who could never find his way.

Now this cat was extraordinary, as he discovered new things each day,

Yet he went on with his life, like he knew it was his last day.

I’ll tell you about a cat, who was braver than us all,

A cat who above all, never took a fall.

Now this cat was somethin’, to cherish quite,

As he was a pet, night to night.

This cat was somethin’ special, a pet with a full heart,

As he always, always, always, knew his part.

This cat was an adventurer that did things on the whim.

This cat was one that used his nine lives, to get rid of the grim.

Come on, come closer child, I’ve got somethin’ to say.

It’s about how you live your life every day.

Don’t squander the opportunities, stand up and be strong,

Because if you follow your heart, you can never be wrong.

Sefra Manos

10th grade, Lake High School Beautiful Disaster Everything we are is a beautiful disaster. The methods in which we make ourselves cry are gorgeous. The way we tear into each other is spectacular. We are a beautiful woman in a broken homeless shelter. We are a boy with promise shooting heroin for the 15th time. We are a serial killer-- begging for forgiveness. A deadbeat father with a change of heart. We are a rose covered in the mud from the monsoons. One last kiss at the end of the world. We are a photograph in black and white Of a 12 year old girl with bright eyes and a cigarette. We are a love song that screams the whole way through. A whispered tune of tender hate. We are two teenagers that love each other Too much for their own good. Because it’s all they really know. Because they’re too young to understand, But not too old to still believe. We are our own destruction, And the language with which we kill ourselves Is far too poetic to notice the pain. Everything we are is a beautiful disaster. And it is keeping us perfectly insane. Kennedy Lawver




The One

That book that made you love every page

That challenged you

Inspired you

Made you a better person

Whether or not you will

Read

You remember how you felt

Reading It

Looked like any old book at first

You hated reading

Yet somehow you opened it up to

Page one

The pages kept turning

totally enthralled in it

suddenly,

nothing else mattered

only this book

it took you to a whole new world

made everything okl

The One

The boy that you truly loved

Who challenged you

Inspired you

Made you a better person

Whether or not you’re still

Together

The feelings never go away

Of him

You thought he was just another guy

You had sworn off dating

Yet somehow you approached him and said

Hi

You kep talking

Totally enamored by him

Suddenly,

Nothing else mattered

Only this boy

He took your problems away

Made everything ok

Jessica Linville 12th grade, GlenOak High School

THE ONE

Llamas

Llamas

Fluffy, fabulous

Prancing, watching, spitting

Content, carefree, casual, cool

Better than Alpacas

Llamas

Emma Waer




Night lies At night it's dark Sad thoughts consume you You think about all the things you've been through You think there's no end to this emptiness And your problems are hard to confess What you don't understand is that the night lies You have to wait for the sun rise The colors of life fill the sky You see the start of a new day through your eyes And you realize that the night lies You thought about being done But by doing that you would never see the sun The sun comes up for you For you to have light For hope to see through Don't give up in the dark For the night lies To keep going, you have to await the sun rise Amanda Carano 11th grade, Sandy Valley High School

Begin?

Does life begin with a single

drop of hope? Or does it bloom

forth blindly like crabgrass in the

spring Haze?

Does it begin on the wind? Like

the cries of those who have left

the earth long before us?

Or does it sing tales of love

songs and whisper sweet nothings

into the ears of the lonely?

Does life truly know no boundaries?

Or does it border forever in

between possible and impossible?

Or is it all just a constant

never ending dream? Leaving man

to want, need and yearn?

Never to find where it all began?

Does life begin with a single drop

of longing? Or does it leap blindly

into the night like a man gone

mad?

Does life begin…Or has it already begun?

Ophelia D. Knight

11th grade, Timken Senior High School



_____ A _____

Abrams, Hope ---------------- 53

Adams, Payge ---------------- 40

Adkins, Faith ------------------ 73

Agomessou, Brianna ------- 87

Ahn, Chloe -------------------- 34

Altman, Madison ------------- 28

Amos, Izaiah ------------------ 30

Anderson, Carter -------------- 8

Anderson, Christian --------- 70

Angerman, Addison --------- 69

Anthony, Atira ---------------- 27

Anthony, Gavriel ------------- 59

Armstead, Coley ------------- 31

Armstead, Mason ------------ 29

Asberry, AJ -------------------- 16

_____ B _____

Baldwin, Ally ------------------ 52

Barnes, Emily ----------------- 34

Barrett. Jaymee -------------- 90

Barros, Ashleigh ------------- 28

Bavis, Ashton ----------------- 58

Beasley, Aleyse -------------- 70

Betz, Brenin ------------------- 15

Billings, Janese -------------- 90

Binion, Damien --------------- 14

Binius, Bryce ----------------- 31

Bliese, Laura ----------------- 34

Bliese, Mary------------------- 32

Bliese, Michael --------------- 21

Bohrer, Kaegan ---------------- 7

Bohrer, Kinsey --------------- 60

Bolon. Cole-------------------- 13

Broom, Madison ------------- 28

Broyles, Ayona --------------- 85

Butler, Samone -------------- 76

_____ C _____

Campbell, Patricia ----------- 70

Capocci, Adrianna ---------- 32

Carano, Amanda ----------- 102

Carcione, Willow --------------- 7

Chahal, Damenpreef ------- 25

Chapman, Arianna ---------- 24

Charlick, Zachary ------------ 50

Chase, Victoria --------------- 18

Chelbert. Foster ------------- 25

Choudhury, Snehal --------- 24

Christensen, Chloe --------- 27

Clifton, Lexy--------------------- 7

Cline, Taylor ------------------- 74

Cobbs, Adriann --------------- 25

Coblentz, Jada ---------------- 49

Collins, Nikaala --------------- 37

Comfort, Cassia ------------- 27

Conklin, Nicholus ------------- 82

Conner, Emily ----------------- 16

Cooper, Allly ------------------- 63

Cornelius, Jase ---------------- 8

Cosentino, Anna -------------- 55

Covington, Isaac ------------- 46

Crable, Nyla ------------------- 20

Crawford, Kaleigh ------------ 15

Crawford, Michael ------------ 81

Cribbs, Gracie ------------------ 7

Cruz, Evahanna -------------- 91

_____ D _____

Dalton, David ------------------ 62

Daves, Ava --------------------- 20

Daviduk, Jalynn ---------------- 8

Davis, Ben --------------------- 28

Decker, Preston -------------- 20

Dedrick, Jade------------------ 70

Degenhard, Ella -------------- 19

Demetro, Carter -------------- 10

Demmel, Kyle ----------------- 50

INDEX



DiMarco, Ranita -------------- 54

Dimmerling, Ronald --------- 33

Dinwiddlie, Jack ---------------- 8

Dobransley, Brenna --------- 27

Dotson, Shalya --------------- 32

Douglas, Cierra -------------- 78

Downerd, Chloe -------------- 78

Doyle, Ainsley ---------------- 56

Driesbach, Taryn ------------ 15

Duff, Graham ----------------- 62

Duncil, Destiny --------------- 69

Dunn, Molly ------------------- 16

Dutton, Tessa ----------------- 10

_____ E ______

Eakle, Evyn ------------------- 77

Ebbott, Zach ------------------ 37

_____ F ______

Factor, Erica ------------------ 86

Faris, Caitlyn ------------------ 31

Finefrock, Aliza --------------- 68

Fiore, Rachael ---------------- 56

Floyd, Jordan ----------------- 95

Fox, Isabella ------------------ 34

Freday, Destiny -------------- 83

Freeman, Anna -------------- 79

Freeman, Christa ------------ 57

Fulmer, Lilianna -------------- 26

_____ G ______

Galletta, Tessa --------------- 45

Geiser, Lucy ------------------ 47

Geisheimer, Caitlyn ----------- 6

George, Kaleel ----------------- 6

Gidcumb, Kaylee -------------- 5

Glaser, Dominic -------------- 16

Grant, Madison --------------- 73

Grassell, Esther -------------- 42

Grier, Brenya ----------------- 12

_____ H ______

Hager, Autumn --------------- 11

Hall, Ryleigh ------------------ 20

Hall, Timothy ------------------ 68

Hamrick, Logan -------------- 17

Hanlon, Mya ------------------ 21

Harman, Curtis --------------- 72

Harris , Gabriella ------------- 31

Harrison, Melody ------------ 25

Harvey, Rae-Ann ------------- 20

Hasting, Cassidy ------------- 30

Hauner, Katelyn -------------- 28

Hawk, Jacob -------------------- 9

Haymaker, Brynn ------------- 11

Hedrick, Mackenzie ---------- 10

Hinderegger, Andrew ------- 11

Hixson, Madison -------------- 88

Hollinger, Hailey -------------- 59

Hooper, Jade ------------------ 32

Hough, Andrew ---------------- 5

Howard, Haley ---------------- 75

Hoyt, Monica ------------------ 24

Hoyt, Morgan ------------------ 26

Huntsman , Anna ------------- 96

Hurd, Brooke ------------------ 19

Hurd, Grace -------------------- 14

Hurd, Robert ------------------- 15

_____ I ______

Ijoma, Stephanie ------------- 45

_____ J ______

James, Zach ------------------- 68

Jenkins, Anna ------------------ 6

Jenkins, Damaris ------------- 47

INDEX



Johnson, Destiny ------------ 80

Johnson, Khristopher ------- 76

Johnson-Bennett, Kyla ----- 10

Josef, Ryan ------------------- 18

_____ K _____

Katigbak, Cate --------------- 58

Keister, Garin ----------------- 77

Kelly, Emily -------------------- 13

Ketler, Rachel ---------------- 77

Kirby, Jordan ----------------- 71

Kirkpatrick, Elaina ----------- 84

Kistler, Isabella --------------- 79

Kitchen, Sierra --------------- 71

Klatt, Josh --------------------- 65

Knepper, Grace -------------- 72

Knight, Ophelia -------------- 102

Koch, Kenneth --------------- 71

Kokensparger, Hannah ------ 5

Krier, Kevyn ------------------- 75

Kryah, Zoey --------------------- 6

Kukoleck, Marley ------------ 30

_____ L _____

Labus, Timothy -------------- 99

Lane, Madison --------------- 29

Lauer, Kiara ------------------- 73

Lawson, Grace --------------- 64

Lawver, Kennedy ----------- 100

Leach, Katelynn ------------- 96

LeClerc, Jacqueline --------- 37

Lee, Tatianna ----------------- 14

Lenarz, Corey ---------------- 80

Lesh, Riley -------------------- 76

Lilley, Jaida ------------------- 29

Linville, Jessica ------------- 101

Lober, Emma ---------------- 100

Lopez-Garcia, Isaiah ------- 14

Loudin, Elijah ----------------- 32

Loukas, Kenna ----------------- 6

Loudin, Aliyah ---------------- 51

Lumbatis, Abigail ------------ 38

_____ M _____

Manos, Sefra ---------------- 100

Marciano Jr., Greg ---------- 76

Marcos, Mireya -------------- 30

Martin, Griffin ----------------- 16

Martinez, Angelica ---------- 15

Mayberry, Jarod -------------- 72

Mayes, Ty’Riare -------------- 74

Mayle, Alyssa ------------------ 9

McAllister, Domonique ------ 82

McCalla, Jasmine ------------ 51

McCoury, Fiona --------------- 33

McGee, Eilis ------------------- 57

McGeorge, Kaitlyn ----------- 78

McLemore, Makenzie ------- 25

McNickle, Colin --------------- 15

McQueen, Jordan ------------ 81

Mejia, Diana ------------------- 80

Mergner, Vincent ------------- 84

Messman, Jacob ------------- 53

Meyer, Anna ------------------- 61

Middour, Isabella ------------- 18

Miles, Micaiah ----------------- 51

Miller, Katrina------------------ 43

Miller, Kevin-------------------- 87

Miller, Natalie ------------------ 60

Mizener, Julianna ------------ 41

Mocher, Lily -------------------- 13

Montini, Brianna -------------- 39

Moore, Unity ------------------- 11

Morgan, Sarah ---------------- 60

Morman, Ava ------------------ 20

Morton, Cameron ------------ 12

Msafiri, Elijah ------------------ 87

Musaelyan, Inessa ----------- 13

INDEX



Muhammed, Habbibah ----- 97

_____ N ______

Neman, Marina --------------- 16

Newman, Alnyha------------- 71

Newman, Robert --------------- 8

Nichols , Allyson ------------- 99

Norch, Sydney ------------------ 9

Norris, Maryla ----------------- 43

Nutter, Alayna ---------------- 14

_____ O ______

Ohler, JoJo -------------------- 14

Olegon, Alex ------------------ 42

Oswald, Ashlyn --------------- 10

Overdorf, Haley -------------- 41

_____ P ______

Pack, James ------------------ 68

Palmer , Byanca ------------- 61

Pan, Cindy --------------------- 95

Pasrija, Khushi --------------- 27

Patrick , Joy ------------------- 26

Patrick, Lydia ----------------- 21

Patterson, Hunter------------ 20

Penaflor, Ysabela ----------- 40

Pennington, Myles --------- 79

Peters, Isabelle -------------- 19

Phillips, Moddy --------------- 48

Phillips, Vanessa ------------ 10

Pierce, Lauren ---------------- 17

Plotts, Mackienna ----------- 33

Preda, Preston --------------- 21

Pritchett, Kaylee ------------- 12

Purdy, Dylan ------------------ 12

_____ R ______

Raines, China ---------------- 53

Rayner, Kaitlyn --------------- 80

Reynolds, Jenna ------------- 21

Roberts, Kenneth ------------ 45

Rodriguez, Emily ------------ 79

Rohrer, Kaegan -------------- 18

Rosler, Tess ------------------ 33

Rowsey, Kayla --------------- 32

Rumbaugh, Keith ------------ 82

Russ, Jonah ------------------ 64

Ryan, Abigail ----------------- 44

_____ S ______

Salvino, Ricky ----------------- 11

Sanders, Hannah ------------- 31

Schauer, Lydia ---------------- 89

Schnabel , Sierrah ----------- 59

Schnee, Elizabeth ------------ 19

Schnitzler, Millie -------------- 18

Schumacher, Amber -------- 88

Scibetta, Lauren -------------- 40

Seawright, Janae’ ------------ 73

Shirey, Clay -------------------- 60

Siddiquee, Zara --------------- 86

Simms, Carter ----------------- 21

Smith, Morgan ---------------- 54

Smith, Sydney ----------------- 13

Snyder, Laney ----------------- 47

Solomon, Capri --------------- 74

Soltis, Aaron ------------------- 51

Sommers, Blake -------------- 44

Sparks, Savannah ----------- 75

Sparks, Kolton ----------------- 8

Spear, Nakia ------------------- 69

Spells, Kiara ------------------- 83

Spencer, Unique -------------- 43

St. Jean, Bobby --------------- 18

Stanley, Foster ---------------- 16

INDEX



Stalter, Faith ------------------ 58

Staudt, Darek ----------------- 17

Steele, Gavrielle ------------- 15

Stewart, Alana ---------------- 21

Stock, Kaleb ------------------ 52

Stoltzfus, Abbegael --------- 42

Strader, Jordyn --------------- 20

Strader, Mikayla ------------- 45

Szuzechowski, Jacki -------- 95

_____ T _____

Taylor, Sierra ----------------- 85

Teeple, Diana ------------------ 9

Teeple, Nathaniel ------------ 19

Tello Sunderman, Renzo -- 19

Thomas, Addison ------------ 12

Thomas, Stephen ----------- 38

Thompson, Samantha------ 85

Thouvenin, Abigail ---------- 83

Thouvenin, Natalie ---------- 97

Threm, Mackenzie ---------- 84

Todich, Kali ------------------- 78

Tomkinson, Kloee ----------- 18

Tsenekos, Ariana ------------ 29

Turner, Stephanie ----------- 89

_____ U _____

Utami, Nabila ----------------- 97

_____ V _____

Vargo, Madi ------------------- 65

Vazquez, Marlana ----------- 83

Villard, Ryan ------------------ 10

_____ W _____

Waer, Emma----------------- 101

Wagner, Payne -------------- 15

Walsh, Addison ---------------- 9

Wasnak, Lindsey ------------ 98

Weaver, Lucas --------------- 68

Weaver, Savannah ----------- 6

Wells, Emily ------------------- 92

Wenum, Jeffrey -------------- 17

Wessel, Katelyn --------------- 5

Wierzbicki, Adison ---------- 17

Williams. Gavin -------------- 17

Williams, Grace ---------------- 6

Williams, Keya --------------- 12

Wise, Maria ------------------- 20

Wittmer, Denver ------------- 43

Wolfe, Megan ---------------- 37

Woolbert, Allyson ------------ 46

Woolbert, Emmelyn ---------- 16

Wolfe, Megan ----------------- 63

Wright, Ake’ra ------------------ 5

_____ Y _____

Yoder. Brandon --------------- 55

Yoder, Jared ------------------- 64

Yoder, Kaitlynn --------------- 33

Yoho, Nikki --------------------- 90

______ Z _____

Zook, Cade -------------------- 50

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