Kathryn Spratt

Poem 4 My Best Friend

I smile whenever I see her. She’s my best friend. She knows what I’m thinking when I don’t even tell her. She’s my best friend. We can’t be apart for more than a day. She’s my best friend. We share all of our secrets. She’s my best friend. We’re a double package deal. She’s myContinue reading “Poem 4 My Best Friend”

Bad Day

on the way to school in be hard but in the mornings is the hardest waking up to a beep in you ear or to the sound of music on the t.v. going to the closet trying to find something to wear getting your backpack ugh to heavy but you put you backpack in theContinue reading “Bad Day”

All Grown Up

I feel the need to cry to sleep I feel the need to weep I feel I have something missing It is why I can never sleep I feel the walls are caving in My shinning light is fading I walk around smile and all But, WHY am I so sad? I miss you so Continue reading “All Grown Up”

Awake

the sky was dark almost a black coloring but the clouds were a happy shade of yellow and reds the sun was gone replaced by a marble for it was the time the laid on their owners the dogs go out to their houses the chicken has laid their eggs and and the people goContinue reading “Awake”

Clouds

The clouds meet the sky It’s white as snow As the clouds roll through the valley A thunderstorm came rushing toward them They crashed. . . . The dark clouds were now black and grey Nothing was left, but the dark stormy clouds

Halloween

Witches wondering on their brooms in the night sky over the moon.Zombies moaning and groaning around the cemetery.Pumpkins sitting on porches singing through the night.Black cats meowing and hissing on the streets and fences.Werewolves howling on cliffs under the moon.Goblins wondering through the streets and causing trouble.White ghosts flying through walls in haunted houses.Vampires drinkingContinue reading “Halloween”

Fall

Fall My favorite season Trick-or-treating Lots of food Fall

FaZe Jarvis

Jarvis possesses aim bot and will never be adequate at the game. The dark yellow colors flashing will be gone from him ”cheating”. No more frags not for Victories

Football/Life

Football is like life. You fall down. You must get up. You work hard. To get to the top.

Time Slug

Time is a slug Slowly moving Yet never stopping Eroding at the day Leaving behind a trail A trail of grief and happiness It seems when the best is happening The slug becomes a cheetah Dashing through the laughs And once there is nothing left of the day It starts all over again