Our Purpose

In Teen Week's Poetry Class, we sought to teach the students about the beauty of words and how the effect us, as well as to instill an appreciation for poetry through a dynamic course of introspection and surrender. Here is a collection of works written by the campers.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Not Alone

This girl is not normal you can te;;.
For waht she knows, she'll never seel.
As I look into her eyes,
I can tell she rarely cries.
Never once does she seem mean.
But I could tell from her loudness she could scream.
Its hard to see what lies inside her beautiful, stone blue eyes.
So beautiful she seems.
It's hard to tell if she can see it
So as she sits alone
I want her to know God's there.
She's never alone..

-Fall of the Romans

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