Oh Shakespeare!

Why art thou so confusing?

You write in a language I don't understand.

I read your plays with a translator in hand,
Is it a code? A puzzle? A secret spell?
What is it you're trying to say? Please tell!
I must read your work in English class,
But if I don't get it, how can I pass?
This unit is very complicated,
The words you use are simply outdated.
Was this your main intention?
To cause such incomprehension?
Well if so, your plan was a success.
After learning this unit, my brain's a mess.
But have no fear, I'm able to recover.
At least 'till next year when I discover,
Another one of your plays I must analyze.
But maybe, just maybe, by some surprise,
In time, that I will grow to like thee,
I will just have to wait and see.
You know, a lot can happen in one year
But for now, goodbye Shakespeare!

A Child's Rain

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Up above all the clouds, the sea,
Is leaking crystal drops on me.
The clouds are getting rather thick.
They must repair the holes real quick.
The ground is getting very wet,
If it gets a cold I'll call the vet.
The trees are catching lots of rain,
I hope it's not causing them any pain.
I bet the flowers are fine and dandy,
For them the rain is pretty handy.
People run into whatever is near,
But it's just rain, what's to fear?
I enjoy all these rainy days.
Rain is good, I hope it stays.
If it does, and never stops,
We'll make some boats with pointy tops.
Oh boy, I hope that it doesn't hail.
Well, that's just a whole other tale!

A Poem

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You sparkle even brighter than the sun,
I just know deep down that you are the one.

I feel that we belong together,
Our relationship will last forever.

You loved me ever since the beginging.
Now you have got me spinning, with joy.

You are protecting and forgiving,
You make this life I've got worth living.

I know I can tell you anything,
Yet you already know everything.

You're the Light of the world, and I'm happy to see.
And I am so glad that God, you love me, for me.

Mean

Stand up, and be proud.
Don't let anybody put you down.

They may seem big, they may be mean,
But in the end that's all they're gonna be.

Don't let them tear you apart,
Don't take their lies to heart.

You know what they say isn't true,
Be strong and show them the real you.

You're so much better than all of them,
They're the ones with the problem.

Let your inner beauty shine,
Things will get better over time.

Words can hurt more than sticks and stones,
A heart can break just the same as bones.

Next time you're hit or teased.
Remember Him, and just believe.

The opposite of faith is fear,
Stick with God, he's always near.

This poem was inspired by the song Mean-Taylor Swift

Chirtsmas Poem

Christmas is 'round the corner,

Christmas is almost here,

Christmas is very close,

Christmas is oh, so near.

Christmas brings many smiles,

Christmas brings lots of lights,

Christmas brings people together,

Christmas brings snowy nights.

Christmas began with an answer,

Christmas began with a sacrifice,

Christmas began with Jesus,

Christmas began with Christ.

What Money Can't Buy

Money is used for lots of things,
Food, clothes, puzzles and dolls,
They are all items that can be found,
In many shopping malls.

But compassion, trust and love,
Have no cost, fine, or fee.
They aren’t your average product,
They are more important you see.

No one can put them in your hand,
No one can take them away,
They can never be lost,
You’ll have them day after day.

They can’t be purchased or sold.
Or can be a generous loan,
These very special qualities,
You have to find on your own.

All these qualities make you rich,
Even though you may not own a dime.
If you have these you’ll be blessed,
With wonderful things in time!

Blanket

The Blanket brought warmth to a homeless man

The Blanket provided comfort to a scared little girl

The Blanket soared behind a curious superhero

The Blanket was a place mat for a picnicking family

The Blanket became clothing for a new born baby

The Blanket made a tent for some campers

And the Blanket of His love gave me life.

Rough Not Tough

A vandal

A thief

A criminal

In a town

In YOUR town.

Jini grew scared

Frightened

By the reporter’s words.

She goes up to her room

Sits in silence

Until . . .

A noise

A roar

Interrupts

Disturbs

Her thoughts.

She looks out her window

To see a man

On a motorcycle.

He looks rough

Wild hair

Black leather jacket

Hard face.

Could he be

The criminal?

He stops

Grabs a bag

Begins to search for something.

Jini wonders

What is he looking for?

A gun?

A knife?

A bat?

Then a small

Worn

Brown book

Appears in the man’s hand

With the words

Holy Bible on the cover.

He opens the book

Reads aloud.

In shock, Jini steps back,

Regretful

Feeling truly sorry.

She realized what she’s done.

She judged this man,

This stranger

Because of his appearance.

It turns out

Rough isn’t so tough after all.

Strength

For the joy of the LORD is your strength.

Nehemiah 8:10

God is my strength,
My rock.
He helps me,
In so many ways,
Everyday.
He lifts me up,
To be the best,
I can be.
He is stronger,
Than any athlete,
Any Christian,
Any person who walked the planet.
He can move mountains.
And with his help,
I can too.
His strength,
Is my strength,
And with God,
I am invincible!