By Ethan Hickok
I am December
I am December, a breath that fogs the glass. I arrive at dark early, and with cold weather
Winter fits me like a glove. I prefer the cold, and enjoy snow with love
Snow is my language, white and patient. It edits the world to calm, to radiant.
Streetlamps reveal any falling flakes. Snow is quite soft; even footsteps make it break.
I prefer the winter over the summer I do not like the heat, and it is a bummer
Call me the month that chooses cold over heat. December is my name, and summer has been beat.
By Raelyn Stump
I am fire
I’m small but bright,
I warm the dark, I light the night.
When you laugh, I start to glow,
A quiet spark you might not know
I might appear for a good show
Maybe at a beach or across the night sky
But when it’s time for a good bye
I’ll sure make it a blast
By always being massed
I’m always ablaze
Receiving praise every glaze
I am fire.
By Harleigh Miller
I am Mountains
Mountains stand all alone.
The people like to roam,
Adventure, and see an amazing sight.
Against the cold we both fight.
We freeze, freeze, freeze
In the breeze, breeze, breeze.
The trees stand tall
In the bed of snow they fall.
I see overhead
From the peak I watched as they fled.
I cover up in layers as I shiver.
The ice flows down the river.
By Sierra Wilkins
I am a Mountain Stream
I am A beautiful stream;
I flow while I dream.
I am always calm, especially when I dream.
I flow calmly, always a gentle breeze.
I am the gentle flow of water going down a stream.
I like May because it's when I feel like a flowing stream.
I am clean, clear water, nice and clean.
I like a sunny day in the mountains as I flow downstream,
I am the stream taking stuff away as it falls in
I am a stream less likely to have a tsunami.
I like romance stories when a stream flows.
I am a mountain stream.
By Myles Kunkle
I Am An Ocean
I am an ocean, deep and wide,
With strength and motion like the tide.
I move so fast when I play ball;
On the court I give my all.
I run so fast on the field.
In soccer games I’m like a shield.
My waves are strong, but I am smart,
I think things through and play my part.
I grow an learn a little more,
Like waves that reach the shore.
I am the ocean strong and true:
Still finding out what I can do.
By Ryder Olson
I am An Ocean
The ocean is really blue,
It stretches out like I never knew.
The waves crashed loud on the shore,
Then you hear the waves some more.
Seagulls scream when they fly around,
Their shadows race over the wet, cold ground.
The water feels cold when it hits my feet,
Then runs away like it's trying to retreat.
I think the oceans keeps secrets deep,
Of things it's seen while were asleep.
I stand and watch and feel kinda small,
The oceans feels like the biggest of all.
By Madelyn A. Perna
I am a running river
I am like a river;
Though my mind moves in a sliver.
I am not so tall, for the time I remain small,
For there is not much space in sprawl.
Over and down,
I dip around my crown.
But soon the ground will wear,
And soon I feel I can swear.
As I can feel the soil eroding deeper,
And the ground is growing steeper.
Soon I know there will be no debris,
And I will grow strong and flow free.