Reflection

I graduated high school yesterday. That was exciting...


Reflection - June 20, 2011

I am old now
I look at myself in the mirror and say
You’re too young
You’re too dumb
You can’t graduate today!

There’s more to learn
You need so much time to mature
Look at you
You’re a baby
Too innocent and pure

The big scary world,
Cause it’s out there you know,
It will eat you
Attack you
Give you blow after blow

Grads were grown-up
When I looked as a child
All mature
Had no problems
And were never ever wild

When I look
I’m opposite from what I saw then
Immature
Full of problems
I feel about ten

But here I stand
With a cap and a gown
I’m so nervous
That’s my name
I feel clumsy as a clown

Now it’s done
I’ve got my diploma in hand
Time to go
Room to grow
In this uncharted land

Night Adventure

Procrastination...isn't it great? =D
I think this mouse picture is dreadfully cute...
Result = New Poem

Night Adventure - June 10, 2011

All huddled up in the root of a tree
So cozy and snug, she's as warm as can be

Plenty of food piled high in her nest
Taking a chance with some well deserved rest

The sun dips down lower to hide past the hills
The birds say goodnight with some sweet "Goodnight" trills

She wakes up and decides it's time for a snack
Then she feels eyes boring into her back

An owl swoops down, barely missing her tail
So sacred and surprised, she lets of a wail

Scamper and scamper through the trees in the dark
She stops suddenly when she hears a dog bark

Whoosh, comes the owl, hooting as he goes
Straight is the only safe place that she knows

Quick through a broken-up crack in the wall
The owl gives up, flies away with a call

Well you're safe little mouse, got away for today
Just always be careful outside when you play...

Now I'm Grown

Graduating soon...two weeks tomorrow.

Now I'm Grown - June 2, 2011

Started in kindergarten
Timid and shy
A small little four year old
Refusing to cry

Made myself friends
That are still friends today
We're now taller and wiser
But still know how to play

Heading to grad
Looking back with a sigh
I wonder when it's over
Will I let myself cry?

The thought of grad was exciting
What's changed now I'm grown?
Will my friends move away?
Will I be left alone?

I'll start life as a grown-up
No longer timid or shy
But a young seventeen year old
Refusing to cry







(Okay fine, I probably wasn't very shy or timid on my first day of kindergarten, but I am seriously worrying that I might cry at graduation....)