Meaghan

Today Is A gift

Yesterday, Meaghan hated the last few days of the sweltering summer, 8/27/2012 but I loved playing outside with my friends. B-1 I cried when I had to say goodbye to my brother, but I laughed when my dog danced for her food. I was encouraged by the sound my brothers voice, but discouraged when I fell doing a backbend. I loved the smell of freshly trimmed grass, but I cherished the taste of bittersweet chocolate.

Today I hate to clean up a pile of dirty dishes, but I love creating something new in the kitchen. I cried when my dog got lost, but laughed when my mom sings happy tunes. I encouraged my mom to keep running, but discouraged her from singing in the shower. I detest the smell of stagnant water sitting in the pond, but I look forward to the taste of a falling snowflake.

Tomorrow I will hate the polluted downpour of sticky rain, but I will love having the opportunity to sit inside and read all day. I will likely cry when we move to a faraway country, but I will laugh when I remember times shared with friends and funny jokes. I will be encouraged by the start of a new school day, but I will feel sadness when the fall causes my summer flowers to fade away. I will taste the sign of rain that will fill the sky with dark clouds, but I will welcome the taste of cold lemonade on a hot sunny day.

My Two Favorite Poems

America

America is a mammoth land that is home to the free and brave Bountiful in opportunity and compassion Caring for its people with shared hopes and dreams. Democracy is alive and well, and very soon Election results will yield a president. Freedom allows people to use their voice as they choose. Greatness is the aspiration of all Americans. Hope is contagious, Inevitably one man will win, Just be patient and you will see. Knowledge and experience are key, Luckily, we don’t have to agree, but make no mistake, Mitt is the man for me!

The Wise Old Willow

The willow tree looms high above the old stone bridge It is old and wise,reliably providing shelter to the buzzing bees and birds of flight Its pale green branches never tire and its leaves are always dancing in the wind. If you cut open its trunk to see all of its rings, I am sure they would take days to count. But, that is what is great about the willow tree...no matter how old it gets, you know it will always be there through windy days and wicked storms. I love to watch the willow tree sing and whistle throughout the days. The old tree is peaceful and patient, like an old friend surrounding you with comfort. There is nothing better than sitting under the wise old willow with a good book.

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