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Scholarship Hopes


I learn a lot about myself,

When I write things down.

I like to express how I’m feeling,

And when it rhymes I like the sound.

 

Poetry has taught me,

That writing can be fun.

It doesn’t have to end so seriously,

When the poem is done.

 

I like to make a poem have meaning,

And even make it funny.

So I’m going to tell you a little tale,

And hopefully win some money…..

 

..…

Once upon a time,

In a small rural town.

Lived a girl named Danielle,

Who would never frown.

 

I was such a happy little girl,

I couldn’t wait to go to school.

To learn everything I could,

And follow all the rules.

 

And as I grew,

So did my smile.

It would go on,

For a million miles.

 

I smiled when I played my trumpet,

In-between the blows.

And on the field in marching band,

Rockin’ my solos.

 

I smiled as I skied,

Believing in the hopes.

That the mountains would never end,

I just love it on the slopes.

 

I smiled as I wrote,

Definitely in my glory.

And in my young life I’ve completed,

Two full-length dramatic stories.

 

I think I even smiled,

While deep in my dreams.

Nothing could make me frown,

Or so it would have seemed.

 

Until one day when I grew up more,

Around eighteen years of age.

I saw the price of college tuition,

And fell into a rage.

 

My smile was gone!

And I laid around like a sack.

…But winning this scholarship sure would help,

To bring my smile back.   :)

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