Friday, August 15, 2014

Samurai's Poetry

I came across Samurai's 3rd grade writing notebook. I thought I'd share some of her poetry:

My Brother Nexen
My brother Nexen
is very cute and loving
and nice and sweet.
My brother Nexen,
eating all day
chomp, chomp, chomp
I love seeing Nexen every day
after school
He smiles at me
and I smile at him
It's like a rainbow
He is the BEST brother ever

My Alarm Clock
In the morning
     my alarm clock
     goes like
It's trying to tell
me to get up
I don't want to snooze
for fifteen minutes
I hear it again and
it's even louder now it's
telling me get up you're
I say "Fine"
Can't wait to go to sleep

The Roller Coaster
The roller coaster
It's so fast  fast as a cheetah
upside down all around
I take my hands off the
bars of the roller coaster
my, my heart's beating
so fast I feel like
I'm going to fall.
I look back I see
so many rows It smells
gross I wish it smelled like a

Water Ice
Water ice
All you can eat.
Flavors and flavors.
Cherry, raspberry and
so much more.
I like the blue,
when I see the blue,
it reminds me of the sea.
I bite
the water ice...
crunch, crunch,
yum, yum
wait...Brain Freeze!!
Once I'm done,
I get another one!

The Heated Pool
I get my bathing suit
on I dip my toe in
Hot Hot Hot!
I got my goggles and dove in
I feel like I'm in an aquarium
I take my head out of
the water now it's cold
I start playing with my brother
He's trying to splash me
Ha ha ha
missed me.  I got
out I wish I can
go back in I'm freezing.

Flowers (A Haiku)
I sit on the ground,
while a flower is blooming.
It is so pretty!

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Dear World,

I am imperfect.  And terribly, tragically human.  As such, I make terribly, tragically human messes.  But I am still learning, and I am still growing.  And I can finally see the beauty in all the mess.

Anyway, I started all this to ask you, World, to just accept me as I am.  To love me, just as I am.  For my entire life I believed I had to be different, to act different, to change just a little bit more to deserve love.  But finally, I realized (was taught), we ALL deserve love, even me, even in our imperfect states.  

So today, I make my proclamation of emancipation.  My declaration of interdependence.  All these years I worked to fix myself and blame myself for others not being able to see my good qualities.  Today, I'm done with all that.  I am a good person.  Yes, I have made many, many, many, many mistakes.  I still make mistakes, every day.  Some of them, I am embarrassed to say, I even repeat.  But my heart is beautiful, and that makes me beautiful.  Even in its fragile, broken state, my heart beats bright and true and loud and shines and sings through the darkest of days.

And I am not alone.  And I need you, my friends, my acquaintances, my future loves, to remind me from time to time.  I need to depend on you, in a way I have never allowed myself to do.  Just as I need to depend on myself, and open, and trust, and trust, and trust.

I will make this world a better place.  I will be a better person every day.  And I will remember, I am good enough now.