Jatie Apple

I first wake up in the morning
on a weekend day.
My curtains are closed.
And I am still half asleep.
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Snow, snow, snow,
Snow on the ground,
Wind, wind, wind
Wind in the air,
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Laying on the blanket,
I stare at the trees,
Swaying back and forth,
In front of me.
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Nice, respectful, friendly, funny,
These are characteristics
Of my friends.
They respect me for who I
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Playing in the snow is one thing that
is on my to do list in the winter.
Then I go inside
to wipe my feet on the mat.
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We sit in the car
We’ve been there
For hours.
Our body’s stiff and
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Books piled high
Up to the ceiling,
The teacher babbling
About punctuation.
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We will always be friends.
Even though our favorite
communication is paper and pens.
Remember when we watched tv
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Orange,
The color of flames
rising up above you,
Blue,
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Everything
is packed.
Everything is
ready.
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The sun is slowly sinking.
Down behind the hills,
Going, going, gone.
I put on my pajamas.
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I arrive from dreamland
Into my room
I groan, turn over,
And wake up again,
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I stand on the rail.
Watching the boats sail.
Waiting for one to take off.
But it just makes a sound
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Tick, Tick, Tick.
The only sound heard for miles
Was from the clock on my wall.
I lay quietly in my bed,
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Looking through old photographs
Seeing black and white pictures
To sepia then color.
One with a girl
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Math and science bore me.
i just feel like snooring.
Social Studies, and spelling
just make me want to
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I get up at 6: 30
to get ready for school.
The clock read 7: 45.
Then everyone piled in the car.
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Colors are all around you and me.
Blue skies, green grass,
orange flowers, and red birds.
There are yellow and black bees,
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So many things are not fair.
But that is just life.
All I need is someone
to help me there.
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Walking on the ice
covered streets.
Laughing and talking
with my cousin.
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