As I ride my bike, the breeze flows free.
A blend of God’s and nature’s art,
Sunset paints the sky, a golden heart.
During summer days, I always remember my mom’s banana-mango shake,
It makes me feel alive like a roller coaster I can’t escape.
My favorite show, Winnie-the-Pooh,
Reminds me of honey, like my perfume.
At night, as I look up at the sky,
A shooting star catches my eye,
I make my wish with a cry,
hoping good fortune will come by.
In golden fields where we used to play,
Chasing fireflies as dusk turns to gray.
The laughter of friends, so carefree and bright,
Lingers in my soul, a comforting light.
My dad called out, “Come inside, it’s getting dark!”
The magic of this place ignited a spark,
A day filled with laughter, I wish it could stay,
But tomorrow may bring a different play.
The joy faded slowly as dire memories returned,
A lesson learned well, with each twist and turn,
Too much fun can lead to a bittersweet end,
But it’s just a saying, that my heart will mend.
--Precious Gwen F., 9th-12th Grade