BoxHere’s a box
Left or right
Top or base
Don’t leave the box
Crossing the lines –
It’s deserting what
You know, giving
Into the unknown
Stay strong, remember the plan
Circles don’t exist, nor triangles
Just you and the box, simple, no
Need to wonder. Imagination? I
Don’t know what it means. It
Always told me it would be okay.
Now? what if there was a rectangle? would I survive?
scared. no squares
you say? I do not see a line
I look left and right and up and down
all I see are colors and questions and character
a comfort brought on by the rain that is falling, dripping and dropping
I like it here
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]
Copyright © 2002-2008 Student Publishing Program (SPP). Poetry and prose ©
2002-2008 by individual authors. Reprinted with permission. SPP developed and designed by Strong Bat Productions.