My Part

November 6, 2008
By Mara Bower-Leo SILVER, Portland, Oregon
Mara Bower-Leo SILVER, Portland, Oregon
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I slowly lift my head to see
all the wonders out my door.
It’s so easy to find the key,
I see so clearly, unlike before.

I didn’t understand the night or day,
I felt I couldn’t even live.
I didn’t know what I could say,
but all I had to do was give.

In the fall when the leaves turn red,
I took a walk around a hill.
I saw some tulips, right ahead,
and I thought I could change, change with free will.

This is how I did my good part,
and changed the world by being smart.
I did my work and pulled the cart,
and it happened ‘cause I opened my heart.



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HipJ said...
on Dec. 5 2008 at 7:44 pm
This poem is AWESOME!!! The message to give back to others and to the world is so cool. I wish I could write this well. Keep writing!!!!!

Qwerty said...
on Nov. 21 2008 at 12:58 am
Great poem mara! I could see the pictures in my head. This sound a bit sad.


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