poems
Flower Friends/Lovers
By Krystal

A time I'll never forget,
Is the day you and I met.

Since then a lot has happened between us,
My feelings for you grew.
I learned to trust you, Felt comfortable & secure around you,
But if then I only knew.

I gave you a part of me, to show how much I cared.
And in return you shared a secret,
One so very rare.
Confused, I find myself alone again, thinking about you.
Oh please tell me that what I'm thinking, isn't really true.

Be honest with your heart and mine
Listen carefully to hear the signs
Hopefully everything will be worked out soon If we get lost, remember, look at the moon

Friends for the future, maybe, is in my mind
And as for our past, well, I guess, will have to ~I LOVE YOU NOW & WILL LOVE
YOU FOREVER, FOREVER IS A LONG, LONG TIME~
Kathleen Casanova
Hill Country Middle School
8th grade


The Perfect Prom
I wait at the door patiently waiting for him. He comes and kisses me, gently pins a perfect white lily on my dress, escorts me politely to the limo that is awaiting us.

We are going to the prom. We arrive overwhelmed and excited ready for what lay ahead. We dance. We fly. Our picture is taken so we can> cherish the night.

We bid farewell. When we reach the house He tilts my chin up, gives me the softest sweetest kiss. The greatest pleasure is being with him, nothing more, nothing less than the Perfect Prom

Carmen Corin Chase
Philadelphia, PA
11th Grade


I am a gift. I know that I am special. Whoever receives me will be pleasantly surprised. I have never been opened. I am an extremely expensive gift. My value increases with age. Gifts this good are hard to come by. Whoever receives me will be pleasantly surprised . I have never been opened. I am the type of gift that many destroy, like the board games that everyone wants to play, with their little pieces, with their constant usage by so many people, their changing into so many hands. So, many of their pieces get lost along the way. The board games begin to fall apart. They age so quickly, but not me; I have never been opened. I am a gift that will not be opened until I am sure that the person I belong to will not trade me like cards - until I know that the person I belong to will take care of me, because I am fragile - that the person I belong to will love me, because I am special. Treasure me, because I am rare, because I am a virgin.

Julie Johnson
Fort Worth, Texas
9TH Grade

Abstinence?
In a world focussed on pleasure, this word has no meaning.
For those searching for love in all the wrong places,
this word has no meaning.
For those who only rely on the approval and acceptance of others,
this word has no meaning.
For those who only focus on the present and never look toward the future,
this word has no meaning.
Fort those who only think, "what can I get?",
this word has no meaning.
For those who feel they have no purpose,
this word has no meaning.
In a world that is completely lost,
this word has no meaning.
Abstinence,
Does it mean anything to you?

America Pure Home