The wind blows in the

The wind blows in the trees.

While the leaves fall and follow the breeze.

There comes a time, when you need to move on.

For what lies ahead is more important.

What’s behind, is something to be almost forgotten.

But there is still a spark of hope to look for.

To push forward is a great thing and is always an option.

Just know never give up till you know you got nothing left.

The tree hangs on air

Waves stay sleeping in calm winds

There once was a wonderful star

Who thought he could drive a nice car

It was so so big it was fat

It also had a rat called cat

 My friend bailey is a nice guy

We stand up for each other

We have have some fights

We have more laughs

But we know we are friends

There's a Polar Bear

In our Frigidaire--

He likes it 'cause it's cold in there.

With his seat in the meat

And his face in the fish

And his big hairy paws

In the buttery dish,

He's nibbling the noodles,

He's munching the rice,

He's slurping the soda,

He's licking the ice.

And he lets out a roar

If you open the door.

And it gives me a scare

To know he's in there--

That Polary Bear