By Aziza WilburgFree

as the wind that blows through the trees,Active as the buzzing of the energetic bees,Wild as the flowers that grow in the field,But as calm as the deep blue seaMy smile is extra bright,And the love I give is just right, I'm so happy about my life,That my soul just shines,Even when life begins to taste like a sour lime,I'm not your average young lady,Jewels, diamonds, and pearls are things I don't need,To love respect and honor is my creed,So I'll always keep it real,I am what I am Young, Black and Be-you-ti-full,I do the best I can,I will never change because I know me just being, is enough,I can only be me and that's all I will ever strive to be


I like this poem because its very happy and accualy describes me alot.It makes you feel kinda happy when you read it.The only part that doesn;t really describe me is hte jewles and dimond part.Its telling you that even though shes black shes still beautiful and she not going to change becuase she can;t help being herself.

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bleak fathom and mournful

bleak-without hope or have no beliving of something

fathom- either how deep something is or u can't comprehend something that you may have heard or seen.

Mournful-depressed and dreary

Bleak with out feeling or hope

all that is left os mournful and sorrow

i can't fathom how awful it is

serene-calm and peacful

ground-soild surface of the earth

flurry- a light shower of snow

As the light flurry falls to the ground

serne and tranquility

take other all the other sounds

no more rustling of trees or calls of animals

Peace

sorrow- a feeling over flooded and over filled with sadnes
heartfelt-a lot of emotion and love heart felt is caring
forsaken-not allowed ,forbidden



the forsaken and heartfelt

are the ways of rememberance day

the sorrow and hearships all start to sail away

today is the day of peace

and rememberance of those
who
fought and died before us

poetry

peace- No war because everything is calm and peaceful.

veteran- a war surviver

poppy- a red flower that people were to remember the people who were in the war



today i met a veteran
who told me about peace
he told me of the wars and scarces hes faced
he told me about the poppy