Alliteration

In the afresco, there are many different things you may see,
People may argue,
People who wear aprons with acorns on it,
People who have fire alarms going off,
People that have sneezing and sniffing allergies,
Kids making art on the sidewalks,
Kids apologizing to their parents,
Affection and appreciating friends,
All around us.

Chorus Rewrite

CHORUS
You are my darling,
My only darling,
You make me twinkle,
When skies are dark,
You'll never know hun,
How much I thank you,
Please don't take my darling away.

Rewritten Song Lyrics

Not talkin' enough to his parents,
Talkin' just not my life story,
Gone through us like a storm comes and goes quickly,
Past happened, tears rollin' down my face,

It takes time, holdin' on,
Time runnin', runnin' on,

As I look out the foggy window,
Pounding my head with decisions,
Just keeps moving a little faster and further,
Arguements yet we still love each other,

Takin' time to just, hold on,
Time runnin', runnin' on,

Feelin' like he is disappointing me,
Havin' a solid relationship,
With honest and trustin' each other,
Always seemin' to work it out,

It takes time, holdin' on,
Time runnin, runnin' on.

"Free Fallin' "

Urban Silence

Trash and garbage thrown,
Into the streets fills me,
With waste and dismay,
Surrounding my life,
Garbage is polluting all of us,
Only some people care,
Others don't realize,
As when once you flushed,
The commode and it over flowed.

Turcotte, Jennifer. "Garbage." 14, April 2009. Photograph. FHS Poetry 2009. 14 April 2009.
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Personal Photo

Cheer girls with ribbon in their hair,
Like white daisies straddling down my dress,
Crystal sequence and glitter lining,
A boy in a viper red long sleeved shirt,
As black as a cat, slacks,
A stop sign,
Pink highlighter,
Shades of the rainbow,
Dance memories fun holding hands,
Like a connected river,
Never letting go inspiration and hope,
Broken pieces of glass and sweetheart times,
To have someone you can share with,
Together always for the rest of your life.

Everyday Photo

Turcotte, Jennifer. "Water." 14 April 2009 Picture. FHS Poetry 2009. 14 April 2009. .

Sky is white, baby blue,
A tint of gray the color of the heavens,
Tastes of lake water in your mouth,
Like canned spinnach,
The water splashing upon the rocks,
OOMP, SHOOSH,
You can feel the grace of the clouds,
As they float like inner tubes,
Smell of new furniture birch trees,
Leaves a noise of CRUNCH,
Cold water gives me frostbite,
Trees softly hum the waving water to sleep,
A moment of silence waits,
As the water settles and the trees fall asleep.

Riddle Poem

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