Here is a poem that Nicole wrote for school. She seems to like to write, so as she does more, we'll post them here. Enjoy.
LADY OF LOVE
I am the lady of love
My friends and family call
me Sencolin
I am as old as the first soft
kiss of a man and woman. And
will live on to see the last
I was born in the same
place two people fell in love
I was put here to make sure
all men and women are as happy
and honest with their loved
ones as, I am with mine.
My hair is like blond strands of
silk. My eyes are the deep brown of
a sequoia tree. My wings are as
soft and smooth as a doves.
My body is only as beautiful as your
mind wants it to be.
My voice is just as sweet as a
new rose soddened in dew. As it lands
on a crystal clear lake.
I live in the clouds where I
rejoice as I watch new love form all
over the world.
I sip the exiting sound of Cupid’s
harp. And I eat the words of Angela Mayu.
Like Cupid I can make two people
fall in love.
But unlike Cupid the love I hinder must
be true and I do not use
pointed objects.
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The Question The Dream
Who am I?
Why am I here?
To love, to hate?
No!
But to dream.
I am me.
I am here.
To love, yes.
To hate?
What would be a world with out hate?
Perfect?
How would we live in a perfect world?
Could we or would it be to easy?
If we did would I be writing this?
Would anyone have anything to dream about?
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I was a tall rose
Drenched in the morning sun rays
Now I lie crippled
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Beautiful, not tall
She is my hero, the one
No longer is she
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She is beautiful
Her eyes always upon me
She is now perfect
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Green eyes, tall and dark
More than a friend but yet not
Knowing him I’m rich
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There is a very enchanting park
on 5th street and Main.
In this park there are millions of
trees all the same, and
wonderful.
Yet there is one tree that stands
out to one girl, one girl in a
world of 6 billion.
Not because of its beauty, which
it was, or its smell, which was as sweet
as the summer breeze, or any reason
that one person knows except her,
one small girl, one small girl in
6 billion.
This one girl has a family, friends,
and is loved by all. But her
love is only for this one tree.
To her this tree
stands out.
If she could this one girl would
stay with this one tree forever. Every
day she would come and hug
the tree, climb the tree, water the
tree.
But she can’t. Her family will not allow it.
so when this one girl can see her tree
she is excited. To her this tree
stands out.
This one tree in this enchanted park cries
and the girl goes and lies in its tears.
She still loves this tree when it cries
for it is the only one in her life that well.
To her this tree stands out.
In summer winter spring and fall this girls
love is only for this one tree.
Her reason she well share, very strong
dark wood, and it has a very romantic
atmosphere. This one tree
makes this girl feel
like she is walking on clouds.
To her this tree stands out.
This one girls family does not know how
she feels about this tree. To them
it is like all trees just there to break hearts.
To them this tree does not stand out.
So go to 5th street and Main, visit the
enchanting park, go in, sit on a bench watch
all the trees with there boys and
girls in there branches. And look for the
tall tree that cries.
Remember to her this tree stands
out.
