THEME FOR ENGLISH 9

Mr. Geib said,
Go home and write a poem tonight.
Let the words just flow onto the page,
Your verse will be all the rage,
And everyone will see how well it is made.

I don’t know what to write,
I’m starring at a blank screen.
It is 12:00 and my eyes are heavy,
I have a blank mind and nothing to talk about.

I’m just sitting in my wooden chair,
Waiting for an idea to pop in my head.
Does anything pop into my head, NO!
Just listening to nothing, sitting in my chair,
And one light that is helping me see.

I only can think about one person at this moment,
My mom,
I can’t explain how much I love her on one page,
I can’t say how much I love her only in words.

She is the strength of my soul,
Who holds it up, when it might fall.
Who is always there in time of need,
I couldn’t imagine a life without her.

She is the warmth of my heart,
She means so much to me,
Even when we are in fights,
I love her to the end.

She is the one who created me,
So I’m proud to wear her genes.
I hope some of her rubbed off on me,
If just a little bit did,
I’ll be happy for a lifetime.

I loved her before,
I love her now,
And I’ll always love her forever.
No one will be as lucky as me to get a mom like her.