Sammi Ama Poems
What High School Taught Me...
the only boy who wanted me
was older, handsome, and
knew exactly what he was doing when
he smiled and told me that I smelled of strawberries and thunderstorms.
So smart and so certain he would win whatever
game he saw in me
but unfortunately for him, I became clever and
he got distracted by the butterflies and
And that was when I learned that just because
I didn’t have the ability to love,
I did have the ability to make people love me.
more boys tried to convince me
they were good enough
by spewing out...
Smoke & Mirrors
Don’t forget to look at everything with wide open eyes
because you don’t want to miss a thing.
You can’t be happy and you can’t love properly until
you learn to appreciate your surroundings
so stop and smell the roses,
pay attention to every small detail,
and know that absolutely everything holds magic.