My Place - 09.14.09

Silently watching, contemplating, understanding,
My place.
Laughing loudly, talking, smiling,
Their space.
Different kinds of people filling the land,
Some take their seats while some take a stand.
I listen, I worry, the world on my shoulders,
A heavy tongue and deep mind carrying these boulders.
They are social, excited, talking as fast as their minds,
This role is not mine, I don't enjoy being this kind.
Silently watching, contemplating, understanding,
My place.
Laughing loudly, talking smiling,
Their space.
This is my place, a calm, interested spectator.

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Happily grinning, giggling, willing,
My place.
Tickling quickly, chasing, sharing,
Their place.
Similar people all over the land,
Groups of the exciting and groups of the bland.
I smile, I enjoy, "the world is my stage",
Excited to be around happiness, shrinking from rage.
They are open, happy, enjoying their lives in whole,
This role is what I seek, to escape a life so dull.
Happily grinning, giggling, willing,
My place,
Tickling quickly, chasing, sharing,
Their place.
This is my place, an endearing, thrilled, friend.

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So who am I? This or that? Which is my place?
Complicated but true, both are the race,
This is my place.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

I Am From - 09.01.09

I am from long walls of photos,
From concerts, and weddings, and home sewn,
From cookie dough at midnight,
And watching Aladdin til dawn.

I am from Disneyland with family,
Little legs chasing after long,
Music in my ears.

I am from long talks with mom,
From walking and talking like dad.

I am from rise and sparkle mornings,
From lock the door and turn off the lights evenings.
Seven older siblings hugging and screaming,
Five sisters all in one mirror,

I am from a little bit, a lot, but not too much,
With so much to give and to hear.

I am from fingers flying,
Hearing them on piano keys,
Light as air.
 

The sounds of happiness and sadness,
The smells and tastes in the air,
This is where I am from.
Journals amongst my books,
And a box of pictures on the shelf,
All reminding me of what used to be there.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)

Ode To Laughter - 05.14.09

Evolving slowly from a smirk to a smile,
Its powerful effect can be heard for miles.
Contagious to all who are around,
Lightening the mood in a single bound.
Even when sad, the world it can change,
From how loud to how happy there is no range.
In its deepest emotion happiness is found,
A wonderful thing and the simplest sound.
Like watching a small child play with a toy,
It is the perfect expression of a perfect joy.

- Kimberly H. G. (16 years old)