Behind Door And Glass

Never thought I'd be here this summer,
Stuck behind door and glass
As i watch the kids all go running by
Laughing in the wind
But here I am trapped
Behind cursed door and glass
Stuck inside all summer
Giving calendars a dubious glance
When I want to go to play
I am forced to stay
Every single day
And wait for summer to fade away

Summer's Here

As the leaves like ashes blow away in the wind
Like blowing on a flame
Skirt away along the land reveling green underneath
Bringing spring and summer once more

Reflection

School Thing:

Last year, i honestly was awful at essays.
I hated them, especially that we had to do them every week. We ha writing groups to make sure we did all of our assignments as well about every week.

Look back in time on my blog an find out how that worked out.

Now, i like essays, we can do what we want and make it great. I write a lot more and take the assignments a lot more seriously. It it just so much of an improvement over last year, it's crazy.

Meadow

The spring breeze drifted lazily through the air as the children played in the medow. The sun was a glow and warm as it cast its embrace around the land. The children played with the small puppy as it danced around their feet. Yipping happily as the children giggled in delight. The pup's shrill calls of happiness wafted in from a far. A rabbit was snoozing at the end of the meadow, enjoying the sun's warm beams on the earth. The pup ran off with the cries of the children behind it, cheering as it chased the startled rabbit around the meadow. A girl in the group laughed in delight at the sight of her new pup. The rabbit turned and the pup lept apon it. They lay grappling each other on the old worn path. A tinkling chime rang out throughout the small meadow as the pup turned to the sound. While the pup lay dead under the weight of the tire.

Raymond's Run: Raymond's Viewpoint

Authors Note: I personally hate this piece, so just for the record, the only reason it's here is because I had to post it. Please bear with me.


That girl who was always around ran off. She's always around me. I never can go without her. That girl runs. Maybe I run too? She racing the other girls. I wanna run now. Running down the fence line trying to follow the girl. Yay. I like running. she run fast too. We both run fast.

Tips About Ireland:

• Don't say anything against god, not even "Oh My God"
• Respect their architecture, some is from the eleven hundreds
• Watch out for cows on the road (long story)
• Get a small rental car, those roads are super tiny
• Bring a good pair of walking shoes
• They use euros there, not pounds
• Don't bother the girls walking around Dublin in costumes, it's a bridal party
  

My Curse

On the road to true happiness
I always get shot down
Like a bird in the air
When everything falls into place
It gets blown apart too soon
Like a bomb on the ground
When everything feels just right
Something has to go wrong
Getting drunk on my own happiness
Causes me to forget
And leave something important behind