Mrs. Nazimek 8th Grade, 1st Period
I lie a wake all day and night to see
my phone to wait and see a text from thee
Mrs. Nazimek 8th Grade, 2nd Period
I like to be happy not sad because
there is a taste of fun to be a buzz
I want to feel you by my side and your
lips touch mine I want to feel our love
just grab me and you just opened a door
a bird of freedom of love–a dove
This love is great just me and you I wait
to hold and kiss you too but now we can’t
Mrs. Nazimek 8th Grade, 3rd Period
When you step up to the plate to hit it
You get the urge to knock it out the park
When the pitcher winds up with his brown mit
The ball comes your way as you swing with mark
Contact is made as the ball goes real’ far
It goes so far that it hits a parked car
Sitting on a blanket that’s in wet grass
Hoping that my lunch time’ll come up soon
I’m watching random people come run past
It looks like my only friend is the moon