Jermaine Brown

Charles Hart Middle School

Grade:

7

Someplace in the afternoon

I come from poison

I make my home with candles on a special occasion

I see myself playing in twilight

and I wonder why roses are beautiful

When I am alone, I think about my good fortune

I imagine that I can be unbelievable

Every day, I see towering trees

but if I look closely, I see they have no soul

A voice inside me says go hide in the shadows

and I want to tell the world the wind can talk to you sometimes

Right now I am having memories of Six Flags

but someday I will sleep on the softest pillow

I wish I could fly.