What lifts me...
by Mr. Keys
What lifts me
roots me
grows me
moves me
shifts me
What lifts me
mutes me
knows me
proves me
gifts me
Stretching me beyond myself
leaving me breathless with wonder
as "whats" so rarely do
refining
entwining
defining
Not a what
a
Who
It's Raining
by Danny A ~4th Grade
Little splashes in the puddle
on my driveway.
Kids in bright yellow rain coats
Splashing through the heavy rain.
The trees' leaves shine with
droplets of water,
people rushing inside because
they forgot their umbrellas.
Water soaking our windows. The
most beautiful weather. Rain.
I look outside my bedroom, as I
see all of this. And the only thing
I can
think
is
rain.
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