The Halls of Aurora

This is a poem I wrote during our school writing marathon.

The Halls of Aurora

Countless times I've sprinted to make the 8:20 bell
Red-faced underclassmen who lost their step and fell.

Friendly smiles and greetings all along this hall
Annoying slow walkers, bringing it to a stall.

PDA of couples that no one wants to see.
for 5 minutes after class, it's the place to be.

Wandering slacking students with classtime to misuse.
Bathroom, drink, locker, privelages to abuse.

Choas, laughs, and memories are always in our heart.
These halls are where our high school ends and also where we start.

Where I'm From

I'm from a suspenseful December 23 night
that turned into a snowy Christmas Eve afternoon
filled with blessings and a lot to celebrate.

I'm from tractor rides with Dad
Banana pop sickles and Nickelodeon
on Grandma Noretta's leather chair.
I'm from Grandpa Gene's black labs
and sewing with Grandma Darlene
From daycare at Lisa's,
best friends forever.

I'm from first days of school
with a class of 16 that moving changed to 100.
From a lifetime of afternoons spent
in the gym with Mom at practice.

I'm from a family of 5
Dad wit our identical laid back humorous personalities
and Mom being completely opposite, but equally good.

From being the overbearing oldest child
who always cheats and wins at Candy land
and scarcely lets others get a word in.

I'm from 2 younger sisters
Kori the quite sneaky middle child
who calmly show no emotion
From Kiley thief of my birthday
my carbon copy youngest sister
who gets lost in the shuffle.

I'm from families rich in history
receiving more than just a name.
From stories of boxing, horses,
softball, and hard work.
I'm from traits and values that
will forever dwell in the depths of my personality.