Earth is Perfect By Shania of Austin Bat Cave writing program • Apr 27, 2017 TweetShareGoogle+Email Read by Ebony Stewart Earth is perfect Earth is pretty We have a world to ourselves but you really want to share it Tags: National Poetry MonthTweetShareGoogle+Email Related Content Feeling Mexico By Lauren of Fulmore Middle School • Apr 27, 2017 Read by Rabbi Neil Blumofe As we drive I see birds high in the sky. I close my eyes and imagine I am a bird flying all the way to Mexico. I can taste the chamoy raspas. I can hear the mariachi and church bells. I feel my heart jump. Below me, I see trees dancing in the wind. I don't want to open my eyes but when I do I'm back in the car and we're still driving. I look up and see the sign: "Welcome to Mexico." Home By Kelsey of Fulmore Middle School • Apr 25, 2017 Kenya A busy, bustling place My beautiful country Oh, how I’ve missed you Oh, how you’ve changed in these six years Yet I remember the scent of heavy spices and roasted corn The soft, crumbling ground after the rain Everywhere you go people talking To each other in community before my eyes The complex beauty of languages twisted Within each other resounding through the town The rush of everyone with places to be So many nights I have spent longing to be With all of my true family Hope and Dreams By Claire from Kealing Middle School • Apr 25, 2017 Beams of light pierce the canopy of leaves Dappling the forest floor with golden dots A green ship arabesques through the air Pirouetting and twirling around the spotlights A dancer sails in and out of the light Yawing and listing through the golden light The birds sway and rustle While the trees chirp and sing Whispered secrets I long to know But my body betrays me And I am content to Sit beneath the shade of an old oak tree With many a story of its own to tell And hear them in my dreams.