My spine poem by Grant

There's a place a home

room's all around

in the big big wild forest it won't let me down

the

forest

for

everyone

My poam

The pipes rattle as the

Chamber is opened down down down I go into a pit

Of bones through a door that will reveal the

Secrets of the chamber.


By Carmie

In Celebration of Jared...

I am as speedy as a runaway fish, gliding in the water. Feel my brain think, solve and whiz as if it depended on my life. Hear cheers for others as I lighten spirits and personal confidence, like the fire of happieness demolishing the darkness. Taste the wind as I zoom past as fast as a hungry cheetah. And smell creative ideas coming in my direction like leaves growing on trees in spring.

P.S I touched typed all of this, including this, but still looked at the keyboard 5 times.