Thursday, February 3, 2011

Class Poems

First of all, we did not have the reception at the hospital yesterday--rescheduled due to not one but two major snowstorms back-to-back.  We have rescheduled for February 16 (Happy Birthday Betsy!).  So if you still wanted to send money for a fish at the children's hospital, it is not too late!  We will get the money we have collected thus far to the hospital on Monday.  Already we have collected over $3245 in total!!!!  That is a big fish ($2500) and a small one ($500), if you are keeping track.  Thank you ALL for your generosity towards this project.  We feel the love. 

I wanted to share three of the poems written by Ellie's classmates.  They are sazing (so amazing). 

Ellie by Elsa

Ellie touched my heart like a beautiful painting.

Ellie worked so hard like a caterpillar pushing out of a cocoon.

Ellie smiled all the time like when you hear yes you can have another scoop of ice cream.

Ellie made up better words than some of the best authors in the whole world.

Ellie wore the brightest most beautiful colors like a butterfly who is every color of the rainbow.

When Ellie laughed it sounded like the most beautiful orchestras in the world was coming together just to play for Ellie's laugh.

Everything Ellie did was all the beautiful things in the world coming together.

Ellie by Tessa

Death is like a big tall gate.

It has no heart, it is filled with hate. 

Death took you away,

He said he must,

But I think what he did was very unjust.

Sometimes I think with us you should've stayed,

But I know inside you soul must be layed.

Your mind was as beautiful as a newly found jewel,

But to think you would stay, I was such a fool.

Oh, how I wish you were here, But I knew the end of your life was near.

Though the sun and moon will still shine light,

Without you here it will not be as bright.

By Za

You fall into a never wake sleep

All your power ends.

When death arrives you never see the light ever again.

He grabs you and then just lets you go. 

You drift up and beyond the clouds.

You see your mother wave good bye.

And tears that fall from her eye.

You see your father join your mother and fall down to his knees.

He pleads and pleads to let you stay but you are already too high.

You see the stars you see the moon.

And soon you're never more.

 

 

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