Life, A Mystery
Life is like a mystery,
Youll never know whats next.
But when you do, youll be surprised,
To find a path that lies ahead.
This path is full of many choices,
Which one will you choose?
I know its hard but you have to pick,
To get the next c
Picture Puzzle Piece
By Shel Silverstein
One picture puzzle piece
Lyin' on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin' in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the
Hide Away - Explanation
I chose the song, Hide Away, by Hilary Duff, because I believe that it relates to
Macy and her mother Lorna, and the way they feel about the death of Macys father. In
the beginning Macy closed herself up and would not let anyone in
Im Only Me When Im With You - Explanation
I chose the song, Im Only Me When Im With You, by Taylor Swift, because I
believe that it truly describes the relationship between Macy and Wes, throughout the
novel. Macy and Wes first meet in the middle of the s
This is a picture of sunset on the beach in the summertime. I chose this picture because
the poem talks about going on vacation and the beach. The sky is changing and the water is still.
When I see this picture it reminds me of the summer ni
A Golden Chain
Friendship is a Golden Chain,
The links are friends so dear,
And like a rare and precious jewel
It's treasured more each year.
It's clasped together firmly
With a love that's deep and true,
And it's rich with happy memories
and fond recolle
May our friendship last forever
By Nicholas Gordon
May our friendship last forever;
May I sail upon your sea.
May we go through life together;
May there always be a "we."
May I be your endless sky;
May you breathe my gentle air.
May you never wonder why
The earth begins to rumble,
I feel like Im going to stumble.
The floor beneath me starts to crack,
Before I know it, I hear a big WACK!
I open my eyes and look around,
To see everything come tumbling down.
I hear screa
She may tend to lie sometimes,
But we can all relate to that.
She may be a fool in front a crowd,
But shes always got my back.
I know shes not the nicest person,
And may bring you down at times.
But shes got a good heart.
And thats what counts,
I like the cool and heft of it, dull metal on the palm,
And the click, the hiss, the spark fuming into flame,
Boldface of fire, the rage and sway of it, raw blue at the base
And a slope of gold, a touch to the packed tobacco, the tip