Peony seeds glow in the dark.
My church teacher,
Peony,
Shines liker her name.
She glows like a peony seed
In the dark.
Peony
Teaches me so many things.
When I don’t go for something,
She encourages me to.
When I accomplish something,
She congratulates me.
When I fight for something,
She cheers me on.
Peony
Is always there for me,
Shining
No matter where she is.
Peony
Glows in the dark,
Just like a peony seed would.
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By Eun-Bit, 7th grade
[photo by love_child_kyoto via flickr]
Tracey
Wow. This is a beautiful poem. What a lovely tribute.
Florence McGinn
Samuel,
I came upon your poem during some education web research today! Your poem conveys sensitivity and emotion. Bravo!
Poet Naomi Shihab Nye wrote that “Poetry is a conversation with the world.”
Keep on writing and make that conversation come alive!