Ms. Karas (Morning Class)
In the wintertime
the mountains are filled with snow
cold breeze in the sky
Rain brings peace in me
showers shattering silence
beauty of nature
A big old mountain
big and powerful mountain
destroys everything
Flows like an ocean
Magical like stars above
Provides me comfort
Ms. Krasic
Calm, roaming, silent
Reminiscence is the word—
of those simpler days
Petals and petals
carry ephemeral love
small but meaningful
La lune va et vient
C’est la vie, c’est ainsi qu’elle est
mais nous ne nous quitterons jamais
Beautiful drops of rain
but be careful you might die
jump, jump, slip
Ms. Karas (Afternoon Class)
Spring is like my life
Spring, a heavenly feeling
Great things come and go
I do love Iceland.
Don’t be fooled by the name though.
It’s very misleading.
Trees are seen outside
Leaves are falling out of trees.
It is autumn time.
The tornado hits
it has a strong breeze
it all vanishes fast.
Ms. Macmillan
The Garden Mountains
stunning, indescribable
reminds me of home
Lakes, I love swimming
playing volleyball midnight
making some new friends
Glowing orange liquid
magma waiting to erupt
until pressure comes
Brighter than the moon
in its majestic glory
I pray for my home