When I see people smoke I think
they are playing freeze tag with air,
and when people play chess they are
going to play hide-and-seek
They see a cocoon
They see a beetle, or a butterfly
In the creek was the stone
Lay down these words
before your mind like rocks
with a torment of fire, and wait
as all things are lost.
Grade: 7
Fort Livingston
Washington, DC
Diary of a Wimpy Kid
To be smart
My sister