The name is Brye Jones.I go to Kesling Middle School.8th grade.But when im sad or not in a good mood, i love to write poems.I have been writing poems about since 6th grade.But i havent posted them on here yet.I love to be on the computer too! |
She heard the sirens of the ambulance. Then fell...
When she woke up, the doctor was standing over...
People say to me each day"Aw you and...
Then I just smile...
Everyday I feel like a lamp.When you are on, you...
I held her hand,
Trembling with fear...
Seeing him through the halls, I wonder what to say...
Seeing him in class, I think of what to say...
Life is like a flower, |
As it changed color, |