The 12th grade student-poet Gregory M. deserves an introduction (plus he begged me to say something about him!). He commands attention by his sheer height and his carefully chosen raiments. He is a beast on the basketball court and adamantly shows his passion for the game. Give him a basketball and he owns the space, the room, the world! Without any further ado, I present to you his poem on peace. May you indeed receive the beautiful promises of Peace Greg presents in his poem and may her comforting presence stay with you today, tomorrow, and always.
Peace
She whispers in your earWith no intentions of harm.
Her touch so very gentle,
As she caresses the side of your face.
Must she even say anything?
Or can she just sit with you gracefully?
Her movements bring joy
For people of all descents.
She comes from a perfect world,
Perfect.
Although we aren't accustomed to seeing her,
The rare presence lightens everyone's face,
Her skin is perfect with no sight of blemishes,
And her dress lies on her back so elegantly.
People strive to greet her,
Welcome
Her with open arms.
But then she vanishes,
Again.
I can't believe Greg finally won you over and got you to write about him on your blog! He does have a very nice poem though, so I suppose it's ok! But still... Mrs. Myers, it's Greg we're talking about! :)
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