Something clogs your throat,
You cannot talk...

Your smile,
Your laughter...

I am a person,
Who grieves many things...

I sit outside,
And I take a hall...

I just wrote this one today as promised! To be...
I stand up straight...

She walked along the corridor. Her many books...
She gasped and woke up with a start. Breathing...

All of this talk,
About surviving...

Christmas time is here!
As well as the christmas cheer...

(I wrote this when i was 11 years old in grade six...
Walking through the woods i saw...

At this moment,
Someones crying...