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Poetry-Dreams

My Secret Dream

 My secret dream is to soar high like a soccer ball flying into a net and be sort of like the tip of a paint brush. Griffin Romandetta, 13Apex, NC

The Juggle Man

    One day I went to the juggle place and on a shelf sat the juggle man. He said to me you took a juggle now give it back to me. The owner of the juggle place said to go home and then she called the police. The police said outside there is young […]

Queen of the World

Sometimes I pretend I am the queen of the world Gliding in a silver sleigh of dreams My dress is made of ripped up clouds And my crown is woven with moonlight I float above the sun each day Watching over my empire I can feel every triumph and every Disappointment ripple through me like […]