Tragedy - 08.26.09

A lonely bear came across some bees,
Thinking he was in heaven.
Asked for a taste of their honey,
Happily they gave him a comb of seven.
Loving how the honey tasted,
He came back to ask for more.
Sweetly the kind bees obliged,
They gave to him another four.
Time went on between the two,
Transactions happening again and again,
The once happy bees began to tire,
Wishing to go back to before the bear had been.
They began to sting his paws,
Thinking to drive him away,
But the bear loved the honey too much,
So he stayed day after day.
Exhausted and determined were the bees,
Leaving the forest with their honey's magic.
Though the bees found peace again,
For the bear it was more tragic.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

"Oh What is it Like?" - 05.25.09

She looked up at me as we took a break from our hike,

She asked me sweetly, "oh, what is it like?"

I contemplated that question as the river turned the bend,

Oh what is it like to be in love with my best friend?

With a simple truth I decided to begin,

"It's like playing a game that is almost impossible to win.

On the board, none of the peices seem to fit,

But you keep playing all the same never wanting to quit.

It's like jumping head first into a pool neither warm nor cold,

It's scary at first, but you never regret it, and it never gets old.

It's like hugging your teddy bear when you're alone or scared,

It will always bring you comfort even if the bear is teared.

It's like writing in your journal when you have a secret to tell,

It keeps them safe and listens to your hopes for the wishing well."

She looked up at me her eyes full of wonder and wide.

"It sounds like an adventure with so much promise inside."

So as we both watched that river turn round that bend,

I found there's nothing greater than being in love with my best friend.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

I Love You - 05.24.09

Why am I sitting here here crying again?

Over this heartbreak I have already been.

Love and pain together are brothers,

You can't get one without the other.

When I'm with you I feel love, protected,

Your words once gone leaving me broken, rejected

What I need, what I want, so confused

My heart lying there broken and abused.

My love welling up inside, my heart breaks in two

I don't want a parent, a brother, I want You.

    I can tell always that you love and you care,

That you don't see that for you my heart tears

You hold my hand and come close, it feels so real,

Hurting so much more that for you, it's no big deal

When all was dark, and I was left in the dew,

I discovered something then, I love you.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)     

Ballad of the Girl - 05.18.09

She came to this foreign land confused and completely friendless,
Happy faces all around her and opportunities endless.
A friend here, a friend there, things began to get better,
The outgoing, the lowly, and the exciting go-getters.
Over time a group was formed, four guys and her,
Each had their own personality and good friends they all were.
From the beginning two liked her as she began to like one,
Wasn't long 'til "they" became "we" their happiness never to be undone.
But then one fateful day a horrible injury the boy struck,
Through the struggle and the pain, they found their love was out of luck.
Enjoying each other at all times, happy they had been together,
Finding that though this true, they couldn't last all weather.
The second boy came forward then sweeping up her broken heart,
He sang her songs of how he loved her even from the very start.
She loved the second boy different from how she'd loved the first,
She felt they could make it through anything, even the very worst.
The girl saw many things, changing about them as time went on,
She found she must part with him as things were very wrong.
So the girl found herself, heartbroken and alone again,
As the first boy took his place beside her, to be a good friend.
Confused emotion filled the girl as she began to like him once more,
For awhile she had hated him, but now the first boy she does adore.
How she will bear it all, she hopes to find a way,
And so the dramatic life of a foreign girl continues on today.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)