On behalf of our 8th grade students
our 2006 graduating class...
Black is beautiful
and so am I...
They inspired me to write
They inspired me to say...
Lots of stress
Lots of pressure...
You were always there for me
By my side...
(This poem is about my mom because she is engaged...
Sometimes I just wish...
Looking down into your little face
Tear flood my eyes with joy...
Mirror, mirror that I see,
is your reflection really me...
When did i give you the key to my heart?
why do i love you...
She has sweetened with age
And sexier each year...
Is there more to life than what they say
Have you tried to reach to the stars or touch the...
Though the years have been hard,
You fought through and concord them all...