Tag: Poem
This Is Not Goodbye
Life is made of moments
And days and years that fly.
This is the end of middle school,
But this is not goodbye.
This is a moment to...
I Saw You
You may think that no one noticed,
But the fact is that you’re wrong,
I saw you. I saw it all,
The times you pretended to be...
New Beginnings
New beginnings
Start today
New beginnings
Fresh and warm like the rays of sun on a cold day
Comforting and embracing like a beloved hug
Heartwarming as the smile...
A Poem For HBW’s Composer
Cathleen Paluszek was at the assembly when composer Joseph Turrin came to H.B. Whitehorne in January. The eighth grader is not in the middle...