Four Poems

Brandon Kuennen is a 7th grader at Crestwood J.H. School for English.


Life

My life like a snow flake, falling falling then up with a gust of wind. Blowing this way and that way. Falling climbing strugling to hold on . Struggling for some truth. Will we ever find the truth? Maybe it's in the path of a snow flake, falling falling then up with a gust of wind.


College

College will get you many places and you will see many different faces. You can get your degree or your P.H.D. You can go for four years and save many tears. Collage will help you on your way and guarantee a good payday.


Mr. Benzine

The best teacher I've ever had is Mr. Benzine. He was quiet nice and never mean. He got me to listen to him quite well, while others were waiting for the bell. So to Mr. Benzine how was quiet nice and never mean, I wish you the best for years to come and maybe because of you I wont be a bum.


We Don't Know

After death where do we go? We don't know if it's friend or foe. Some say there's heaven, some say there's hell, and others just can't quite tell. So after death where do we go? Some day we will find out if it's friend or foe.


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