You stand in line at the dodgem car ride,
Eyes open wide watching bumper cars grind...
Poppies swaying in the breeze
remembering all the people gone...
This is my poem for a Class I am in!!
"I have a dream" the delight...
Stars at night may fade away
Only to born new rise day...
We will miss your touch, your smile, your warm...
We will miss everything about you and this is just...
I remember like it was yesterday
just another day at school...
Twas the night before
and all through the land...
It's coming to the last day
of may...
Every November
We pause to remember...
On the 11th hour
Of the 11th Day...
I seen your big red truck today
it drove right on by...
No Longer A Boy..
Cheryl Smigielski...