Our final week as Hale’s 6-8th grade poetry club was a bittersweet one, but we made sure to celebrate. Throughout the school year, they’ve challenged themselves to creatively put words on a page. On Tuesday and Wednesday, we reflected on how far they’ve come with poems to their past and future selves. The future poems were then sealed in an envelope, not to be opened until next April. Students wrote inspiring notes to their future selves, asking questions about friendships and writing, while wishing for the best. Our final day together was a pizza party, courtesy of Mrs. Muro. We hosted our final open mic and played a few games before saying our final goodbyes. Here are a few of our final poems below. Thank you so much for having me this year, Hale. It’s been such a pleasure.
A Poem for the Past
Hi! I know you are scared to leave the 5th grade,
but trust me, you will gain amazing friendships.
Things are still drama with main friends, but stick
up for yourself! Focus in school, pleasee. You
will accomplish the straight As you always wanted.
Try to be calm, and stop trying to act like a baddie.
Just have confidence! Also be prepared to be depressed
because the new Spiderman is something. And rewatching
Endgame was even harder than the first time. You will finally
get a new phone, and try not to let people pick on you so much.
You will get bangs and have a huge style change, but just try
to be happy.
To, past me
Dear Past Me
I wish you the best of luck
And just to let you know, something big is coming
A realization that finally hit you and was inevitable
Something that’ll feel like a pierce to the heart
I would tell you not to get involved
To turn around and walk away
But there’s no point
For you won’t listen
You didn’t listen to them
And you’re so stubborn that you
won’t even listen to yourself
Oh, how foolish and blind you were
Just, please, for your sake
Know when to stop
When it’s too far
This will leave a long term scar
That will engrave into your skin and forever
stay in the back of your mind
Enjoy it while you still can
“Enjoy what?” you may ask
Enjoy everything while you still can
For it won’t last long
My Past Self
Time passes quickly, so make things count!
Although I know its too late, and you’ve already
wasted it all while being scared and scattered,
just know that there was never a need to go so fast,
never a reason to feel the way you did. It’s alright though
despite your unnecessary speed.