Written by: Michelle Newcombe

The Leaf

I love this leaf,

I love it so,

Shall I keep it?

Maybe no.

This leaf I love is one mounth old,

Its brown and yellow,

like a toad.

Years pass bye and I grow old,

My beloved leaf withers,

Its time draws near.

How foolish I've been,

To love a mere leaf,

Its long gone now,

I'm in grief.

Who Am I, You Ask

I pose a face, a name, and an unheard voice

I'm a teenager with many qualities and dreams

I'm an anime fan, a violinist, a swimmer, a reader, a sister, and a friend

Math is my worst subject and english is my best

To my parents I'm both good and bad

To you I'm just another face

To me friends are valuable

To me rain is calming

I believe strangers are friends you haven't met yet

And neighbors are people you'll never really know

My dreams and goals used to be clear

But as I enter eighth grade they blur

What will become of me after collage?

A violinist, a translator, or perhaps a writer?

In twenty years to come where will I be?

Married in Japan? Bankrupt in New York? Single is California?

Although I'm not confident in the future,

I'm positive that I'll find my self in the end

In the end,

I am me and you are you


Ya its no love story, but I was board, I am still working on my REAL story. I swere I'll finish it soon!