Maybelline

Mr.Johnson was talking about poems with meanings behind them. I decided to write a poem that had a meaning. My parents constantly tell me to find answer to my question than waiting for one. So, I did a poem on a girl named Maybelline that would never look for answers. The poem is weird since it's my first poem but it's not that bad!:D

Maybelline, Maybelline, the young girl Maybelline

She waited and sat for an answer to come

She roamed the woods, valleys, forests, and trees

Her only friends were the flowers and bees

She sat and sat, she walked and walked, waited and waited for an answer to come

Never did she care to go find answer

Wasted her life faster and faster

Soon her back was crooked and bent

For her answer, sat but never went

Then she left, her body all old

Never did she find success

This is the story of Maybelline as we've been told

High Above

I'm holding by breath as I peek over the ledge of the feriss-wheel's seat. My view is amazing. The fresh  air blows in my face. The world below seems no more that little insects crawling in dirt. I wonder if the world always is like this.  I realize how much I have not seen. I look at the girl seated next to me. I smile and she smiles back as the wheel turns us closer to solid ground.  But the ride is not over yet. Once again we start our way back up. My instincts make me clutch the railings tight, feeling the cool metal makes me calm down and relax from the heat on this hot summer day. The air freely blows my hair around.  I feel like a free spirit having know worries in life. Then the wheel turns once more and comes to a stop. The ride is over but, I still remember the thrill of being free. I knew that today would be a day to remember.