I've been at this school
For nine years.
Some years
Were great!
Some, not so much.
We grew older,
Our bodies anyways.
Our minds...
Well, that's different.
Some grew wiser
From a weak starting point.
Some grew more mature
While already starting out
As a mature child.
Some people though,
Didn't grow,
With their minds
At least.
I can look back
At those good ol' childhood days
And my classmates,
A few of them
Though not all,
Almost acts exactly the
Same
As they do
Now.
But we all grow,
Practically all the time
We're growing;
Physically
And
Mentally.
This growth will continue
As long as we can function.
We are still
Growing.
We will forever
Age.
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5 End Of The Year Poems
Poetry~class assignment~ _____ 1st: Inspired by Dylan Thomas's poem:"Do Not Go Gentle Into That Cold Night." 2nd: Inspired by Marilou Awiakta's poem:"An Indian Walks In Me." 3rd: Inspired by C. Day-lewis's poem: "Walking Away." 4th: Inspired by Pablo Neru...
