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Welcome to the
Award Winning Poem page!
Below you will find the winning poems for 2001.
Please note, the children's names will NOT appear on this page with
their poems. This is for their protection.
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First Grade
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My Daddy
My Dad is my Love,
Sweet as cupid up above.
I’d pick him flowers,
For hours and hours.
And I’d get him candy,
Cause he’s my daddy, and I’m his Mandy.
I tug on his shirt and give him a hug.
He tugs me in bed nice and snug.
I hope he’ll be my Valentine
Even when I am nine.
Rosa Guerrero Elementary
School
Westside Branch
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Valentine Cookie
I love you, I love
You, divine. Please
Give me your Valentine cookie.
You ate mine!
Tierra Del Sol Elementary School
Irving Schwartz Branch
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The Dark
The dark is everywhere.
The dark is silent.
The dark is spoock.
The dark is black.
The dark is with you.
Go to sleep. The dark is
inside and outside. The
dark is night. The dark
is where your mom
kisses goodnight. I guess
I know everything about the dark.
Tierra Del Sol Elementary
School
Irving Schwartz Library
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Second
Grade
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Simple Peace
We are blessed with trees
That blow in the breeze
And a moon that glows at night.
It is so peaceful
It can give us a fright.
It’s like a quiet dog
That is there and then is not.
Or maybe a ghost.
But who will ever know.
There are weird things
In the world.
Just look at fire and snow,
And the legend of Santa
Who goes “Ho! Ho! Ho!”
Or imagine a pink flamingo
Standing by a garden hose.
Have you thought of the
Peace that brings?
Homeschooled
Westside Branch
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My Sister
She sneaks into kitchen,
She sneaks into my room.
When I’m tucked in bed,
She jumps and says, “boo!”
I wish I could stop her,
But there’s no way I could!
There’s times I get angry,
There’s time I say grrr! But
When she gives me that sweet
Look there’s nothing I could do,
But to forgive and love her.
Desertaire Elementary School
Richard Burges Branch Library
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The Sun
As the sun
rises
Each and everyday
I find myself thinking
About friends like you
That are true to me.
Deep inside my heart and soul
Is a secret that lies below. I think
About it every day and inside it hides
Away no one shall ever know about my secret that lies below.
When Roses are not red
When Violets are not blue
When Sugar is not sweet
That’s when I’ll stop being friends with you.
Desertaire Elementary School
Richard Burges Branch
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Third Grade
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Wind
Wind can be breezy, like the
God’s playing a flute. It can be strong,
Like people playing drums.
If I were wind, I would swim around
In the air, like a penguin in cold water.
The wind
Is tough like some-
One wrestling; soft as a
Baby bear’s fur, and as sweet
As candy, with sugar.
Wind can be dusty like smoke,
Or wind can be clear as clean water in a glass.
Wind is like an angel breathing ice
Over a hot oven that’s on fire.
The wind can be bad as a dog
Biting its owner. It can be like a
Hot desert. So hot, that hardly anyone
Lives there.
Wind is like two upset people that are
Fighting sometimes. It is also like God
And the Devil fighting together, but then
Stopping and becoming friends.
The wind is like a peaceful, little butterfly.
Olga Kohlberg Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Chess Attack
If I could
play just
Like the pros,
I’d move the queen as far
As she goes.
I’d attack with the knight,
And win the fight
When I make their king
Fall through the hole.
I will go to the championship
In the North Pole.
If I win there,
I’ll be the heir,
To Old King Cole’s throne,
(Maybe I’ll win a free ice-cream cone.)
Olga Kohlberg
Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Colors
White is snow covering hills,
White is fur on a bunny,
White is milk flowing in a glass,
White is marshmallow in hot chocolate.
Blue is calm water,
Blue is a color not used much.
Black is peacefully
Black is dark.
Red is love,
Red is blood flowing peacefully
Along in your body
Red is your pumping over and over.
Yellow is happiness everywhere.
Yellow is joyful in your heart.
Yellow is the sun all day.
Purple is a juicy plum.
Purple is an amethyst nice and shiny.
Brown is soil to plant flowers in.
Red, Yellow, Orange, Green, Blue,
Purple is a rainbow over the world.
Olga Kohlberg Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Fourth Grade
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Andrew
There is this kid at my school.
Everyday he tells me……….
Drop dead Chocolate Head
In your hat Muskrat
Dig a hole, Milly Mole
Kiss a goose, Dr. Seuss
Go to jail, Mr. Magoo
Eat a fish, Mrs. Tish
But I know he likes me.
Polk Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Bugs
B ugs
U gly
G ooey
S limey
Mission Valle Elementary School
Ysleta Branch
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Freckles
I hate my freckles
They make me mad
People call me
Freckle Boy
Freckle Face
And Dot Head
They laugh at me
People taunt me
By saying,
“You have so many
freckles it would take you years
to connect them all.”
“If there was a head scanner that would be a
great dot to dot book.”
Worst of all
“You have so many and
they are so close together
you probably couldn’t connect them all.”
I hate
When people point, stare, and make fun
Of my FRECKLES
Dumb, stupid feelings
Loss of friends
real bad days
Wishing bad things
Using my fingernails to scratch them off
My freckles, horrible, atrocious
I’m bad looking
It is just a big disaster
The point is
I hate
My freckles
And wish….
They were never there.
Polk Elementary
Westside Branch
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Fifth Grade
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Bluebird
From my window everyday,
I watch the bluebird.
As his silky azure wings spread across the sky.
He glides so beautifully
Soaring so free.
But always he comes home,
To his cozy nest by my windowsill.
And when the moon’s glossy rays
Shine through my window into my room,
He sings so softly, and so sweetly.
And I drift to sleep,
With a song in my heart.
El Paso Jewish Academy
Westside Branch
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Good-bye
Saying bye is never fun.
So every time I have to,
I want to turn and run.
We’ve been together for so long.
I’ll just sing you one quick song.
As I see the tears in your eyes,
I really do hate saying bye’s.
I’ll think of you everyday.
I just wish you could stay.
Jose Damian Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Sixth Grade
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Miserable Making Macaroni
There are strange things done in the school of fun by the kids who
kill the food.
The foods they say have their ways that would make your mom run
nude.
The days have seen somewhat weird, but he weirdest they ever did see
me
Was the noon on the school of Pigeon Pagoon.
I ate Mac- a – roni.
Now our cooks were from New Orleans where the cows dance for days.
Why they left their home in the south to roam round the trays, God
only prays
Food was always old, but the land of lakes seemed to hold them like
a spell.
Though they had often say in their outrageous way that “they’d
sooner live in hell.”
On Mother’s Day I was eating away on the schoolyard ground.
Talk of my hunger! Though I felt kind of younger, look what I found.
If my eyes I’d close, then the food froze till sometimes I wouldn’t
look.
It wasn’t much fun, but the only one to laugh was the cook.
Well, it seemed so low that I couldn’t say no; then she says with a
sort of moan:
“It’s the land of lakes, and it’s got my tastes, like fish fried to
the bone.
Yet, ‘tain’t being good – it’s my awful food that calls back pains;
So I want you to swear that, do or dare, you’ll eat the last
remains.”
A cook’s last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail.
And started on the junk that stunk, but god it did look stale!
I crouched on the table, and I dabbled all day with this food on my
tray.
And before the bell rang, a corpse that hanged was left of me today.
There are strange things done in the school of fun by the kids who
kill the food.
The foods they say have their ways that would make your mom run
nude.
The days have seen somewhat weird, but the weirdest they ever did
see me.
Was the noon on the school of Pigeon Pagoon,
I ate Mac – a – roni.
Morehead Middle School
Westside Branch
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My Mantis
I once had a mantis as a pet
A praying mantis you shouldn’t forget
Is the tiger of the insect world
Hungry, fierce and extremely bold.
If you are an insect, keep away
Should a mantis be lurking where you play
My mantis was my best friend.
He sat on my shoulder and I did defend
His insects right to stay with me,
And protect him from curiosity
They thought it was very strange
The way his body was arranged
His neck was very long
And his heart-shaped head did not belong
That thin neck and giant abdomen and
Two arms as strong as ten
Wings which gave him speed in flight
When he attacked and ate with delight
A cockroach for his supper
He killed and ate it with his choppers
However, one day, Phoebe, the neighbors cat,
Gobbled up my mantis and that was that
Phoebe licked his lips and seemed satisfied
With a chewed-up mantis on her inside.
I suppose for a mantis, the moral of the story
Is look out or cats or you’ll be sorry.
Jose Damien Elementary School
Westside Branch
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Help
She smiled at a paper
Walking down the street,
For three days,
He’d had nothing to eat.
It was omniscient
To everyone
His stomach was growling
Food? He had none.
The pauper said,
“I’m not avaricious,
I just need to bite
Of something delicious.”
She was optimistic
She reached for her bag,
She just finished lunch
So she gave him her doggie bag.
She had pity,
She hadn’t given him much
She gave him another five dollars
So that he could get more lunch.
He walked to McDonalds
There he met a man,
Who was in the same situation as he
He said, “I’ll help if I can.”
He didn’t want to vex him
An extra hamburger he bought.
He wanted to help the other man,
To him, the hamburger he brought.
Both men were very grateful
They now had something to eat,
All because of one kind lady
Who passed a pauper on the street.
El Paso Jewish Academy
Westside Branch
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Seventh Grade
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My Best Friend
I didn’t understand I just
Kept crying
Somehow I felt as if
I was dying
Cut out of one place and
Glued to another
Where I had only one friend
And that was my mother
Who helped me survive
Because without her I
Would have died
I always thought families
Divorced only on TV
Until I found out the
New family was
Mine.
Herderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Grand Canyon
We are here, we are here,
I jumped out of the car,
Feeling the icy winter breeze,
Running on the recently fallen snow.
We are here, we are here,
Running on the path,
Feeling the ground squeeze under my heavy steps,
The forest noises lighten my stride.
We are here, we are here,
I know my location is near,
Speeding up some more, at last I see it.
We are here, we are here,
The canyon walls are every color I can think of,
Its immense depth amazes me,
So deep I can’t see the bottom.
We are here, we are here,
I see people that are not even close to the bottom,
They look like ants,
I am amazed by the sight I am seeing, but I think of one thing,
We are there, we are there.
El Paso Jewish Academy
Westside Branch
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Attila Is Here
So, so you think you can rule,
Just because what you do is a battle or a duel,
And because of the way of the sword,
You are our King, or Lord,
And do you think you can tell?
Burnt corpse from life,
A green field from a cold bloody knife,
And does the arch of your bow,
Depends on what you reap and what you sow,
Walking over the same old ground,
What only have you found?
The same old fear,
Attila is here.
Hornedo Middle School
Westside Branch
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Eighth Grade
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The Things I Love
Friends are the things that lift me off my feet,
And friends are the best people you can ever meet.
Pucker up and blow a kiss to someone you adore,
Valentine’s Day has come again, a time of love once
More.
A tasty delicacy for anyone is something very sweet,
Chocolate’s not a healthy thing, but it’s a luscious treat.
Among my many friends at school, cheerleaders are my
Pals,
We cheer and dance for our home team even if they
Cause fouls.
Chinese food is a scrumptious meal, no one can argue
With that
But if I ate it every day I might become fat.
As I sit down at my piano and play each and every
Key,
When I’m tired from long days at school it’s an escape
For me.
My dog Coco is a pup whose fur is coffee brown,
Sometimes she sleeps by my bed and never makes a
Sound.
Morehead Middle School
Westside Branch
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The Trail of Tears
I am sitting in my teepee by the fire,
I really only have one desire.
As I am sitting here, listening to my mother weeping
All I’ve been doing is really sleeping.
My mother says father and my older brother will probably not
return from the war,
But I have to stay strong
For the white men are coming to take us away,
To a new land of which we know nothing about.
They’ve slaughtered our buffalo,
And we have nothing to eat.
Our stomachs are empty
And I can’t stand the heat.
OH God, take me away from the retched place,
Which at one time,
I could happily call home.
Hornedo Middle School
Westside Branch
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Talking to an Angel
Sitting here with tears in my eyes
It sill comes to me a such a surprise
I’ll never forget that dying day
When your motorcycle crashed and now you
Lay in the middle of the street with blood
Everywhere
Two angels tried to revive you and show
Their care, alive again you regained your
Sight only lasting in that helicopter flight
You would rejoice, your body died, trying to
Wake you up, your sister cried
The burial came, it was the very day Grandpa in pain
I didn’t know what to say
I walked in the Funeral home, it was time
To grieve
I cried so hard I could hardly breath
I touched your hands, I looked at face wanting
To feel your warn embrace sitting in church
With an emptiness inside, there were no words
To describe
A hole in the ground, down you went only for you it was
God’s heaven sent
Everyday I think in my mind why did you have to
Leave me behind?
There’s nothing that ease the pain, cause in this life
I’ll never see you again
You always made me laugh and smile
Too bad it lasted just
A while the memories you left behind
Will always keep you in all our minds.
East Montana Middle School
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High
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Pink
Pink is the color of a pig
It’s the color of the clouds when the sun is setting
And night lands into the sky
It also happens to be my favorite color
Pink can be many things
It can be love, friendship, fun and girlie
The best thing about pink is that it is relaxing
It attracts the eye
It gives a warm sensation through the whole body
Smooth, fluffy, pink frostings is the best
(next to chocolate of course)
Pink is innocence
So is being naive
Pink is often misunderstood
It’s looked upon as cowardly and weak
Many pink dresses and ribbons have been left behind
But pink is on its way up
To show the world that it is possible
To be pink and strong
El Paso High School
Main Library
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Thoughts that Flow
Thoughts
Are nonstop
They flow in a straight line going continuosly
Until they branch off
Even then, they move steadily
Until they collide
With another thought
A more interesting thought
Like a busy highway
Full of reckless drivers
They adhere to no limits
They can be plain
And simple
Or elaborate
And even absurd
They have no boundaries
Some make sense
Others don’t
All, however are
Worthwhile
Brain exercises
They give your mind
A reason for being
Without them,
It would not be
El Paso High School
Main Library
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Illusions
Illusions of love-moon and shinning stars,
Cyrano reading poems for secret love,
Along the beach, seaching for planet Mars-
The passion and caress; sweet like a dove
A tender touch, a gentle kiss-warm hearts.
A wish, a dream, a thought, us, holding hands.
Eternal searching, wishing, here, our parts.
The comely scenery, slowly Cupid lands.
When are you going to protect my dreams?
The moments cherished, secrets shared, are gone.
Create the perfect romance, one that beams.
The sky is lacking light: could not go on.
Sincere love, silent words: no, never mind.
A wish, your eyes when looking into mine…..
Bowie High
Armijo Branch
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Primer Grado
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Perrito
Perrito que te quiero
Porque estas lejos de mi
Nunca te olvidaré
Eres como mi angel de la guarda
Te quiero ver otra vez para despedirme.
Antes que te vayas más lejos de aqui.
Thomas Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Branch
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Abejita
Abejita, abejita que estas en tu
Mielesita y en tu panalito.
Quiero ser tu amiguito.
Tú que vuelas tan altito.
Dame una manita para ser uno de tus
Amiguitos y no uno de tus enemiguitos.
Thomas Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Branch
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Mi Sulesito
Yo soy chiquito como solestito.
Bonito con muchos rayitos.
You soy hermoso y muy brillante.
Yo siempre salfo por el este y
Yo me meto por el oeste.
Thomas Manor Elementary School
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Segundo Grado
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Sorry, no second grade
Spanish entries this year.
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Tercer Grado
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Naturaleza
Cuando yo senti y vi agua
Agarré nu oaragyas
Ví los arboles mojados
Pero no ensuciados.
No fue una tormenta lenta
Despué de la tormenta
Ví una semilla que brillaba
Por el agua que le pegaba.
Todas las plantas
Estaban alimentadas y mojadas.
Era una belleza com la naturaleza.
Era una vida muy nueva.
Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
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La Familia
No existe nada más bello que la familia.
Es como una parte de mi corazón,
Saber que puedo contra con mi mama,
Hermana y abuelita.
Nada puede ser mas cariñoso en la vida que mi familia.
Caminando juntos de la mano
Por todos los caminos.
Mi mama me apoya y yo la quiero mucho.
Mi abuelita me quiere y me chipilea.
Mi hermana me ayuda en mi tarea, y
Yo trato de ser lo major para ellos.
Doy gracias a dios por tener la familia.
Mesita Elementary School
Main Library
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Amigas
Amigas, amigas, amigas somos mejores amigas.
Amigas aqui, amigas allá.
Parecemos una banda de amigas.
Somos tan calmadas, somos calladas,
Somos niñas y no niños.
Cuando jugamos, jugamos contentas.
Cuando no estamos de acuerdo nos ponemos
Molestas, pero luego no disculpamos.
Mejores amigas, que nunca pelean.
Amigas, amigas, amigas.
Amigas aqui, amigas alla.
¡somos mejores amigas!
Desertaire Elementary School
Richard Burges Branch
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Cuarto Grado
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Quinto Grado
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Amarillo
Amarillo es el color de el sol cuando sale en la
mañana
Amarillo es el brillante y valioso oro que lo miras y
Te admiras.
Amarillas son las flores que la primavera da regalar.
Amarillo es el platano que adorna el frutero y le
Da vida.
Amarilla es la miel que sabe tan dulce y fresca.
Amarillas son las flores que la primavera da regalar.
Amarillas son las abejas que te pican si las molestas.
Amarillas son las estrellas tan brillantes tan lejanas
Pero tan cercas de imaginarse.
Amarilla es la sabrosa pina que en veces escalda
Pero tiene un sabor predilecto.
Amarillo es el lapis que es tan util que escribe un
Poema.
Hillside Elementary School
Memorial Park Branch
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Diamante
Derrumbado
Asquerosamente, desordenandamente
Llorando, actamando, desarrollado
Redundantemente, abundantemente, basurero,
Sucio, deslumbrado
Bello, llindo, hermoso
Lindo, fascinante, brillante
Construido
Northloop Elementary School
Lower Valley Branch
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Curiosidad
Yo quisiera saber como se olle
Un leon cuando esta gruñendo
De frente,j
Yo quisiera saber como se olle
Una pistola cuando dispara,
Yo quisiera saber como se ve un
Reloj por dentro,
Yo quisiera saber como se ve
Una galleta de las que venden
Siempre cuando es Navidad,
Yo quisiera saber a que huele
Una carne asada podrida,
Yo quisiera saber a que huele un
Perro muerto.
Yo quisiera saber a que saben las
Pirañas.
Yo quisiera saber como se siente
Un corazon.
Northloop Elementary School
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Sexto Grado
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Gracia Amigo
GRACIAS AMIGO, por caminar conmigo,
Por hacerme con tu afecto
Mucho mas facil el camino.
GRACIA AMIGO, por el tiempo que me DAS
Y al escucharme, aligeras el paso del
Dolor normal de mi existen
GRACIAS AMIGO, por darme ocacion de DARTE, algunas
Veces algo de mi mismo,
Haciendote sentir que me eres importante.
GRACIAS AMIGO, por tomar mi corazon, que, como el
Tuyo, esta sediento de corino, por esto y much mas…
GRACIAS AMIGO.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Cuando vayan mal las cosas
Cuando vayan mal las cosas,
Como a veces suelenir.
Cuanto cuesta el camino
Solo hay que seguir.
Cuanto tangas poca haber
Pero much que pagar
Y precisessonreir
Aun teniendoque llorar.
Cuando ya el dolor te agovie
Y no puedes mas sufrir descansar,
A caso debes pero nunca desistir.
Lucha pues, por mas
Que la brega tengas mucho que sufrir.
Descansar a caso debes
Pero nunca desistir.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Tu Eres
Tu eres la luz
Tu eres bendito
Que ilumina la cru
Clabada en mi corazonsito
Pero si no me quieres
No me recuerdes
Tu eres el cielo
Tu eres el mar
Que se combina con el viento
Al llegar al altar
Tu eres el sol
Tu eres la vida
Que me gegala
La luz del dia
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Séptimo Grado
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Un Sentimiento
del Corazon
Que la rosa marchite su roja pasion, y en nubes nazca la
Triestesa del dolor, que se hablen sin fin del odio y la separacion,
A nada importa sin la paz de tu corazon.
Las flores dejan su fragancia,
Y las aves olvidan su libertad,
Las nubes dejan su paciencia,
Si se enteran que triste tu estas.
El latido de mi corazon para sin sesar
Y la paz de mi vida se vuelve un horror
¡CREBRO Deja ya de pensar,
pensar en otra cosa que no sea tu dolor
Escapar a diferentes mundos,
Encontrar fin al dolor,
Quitar el tiempo a los segundos,
Inutil, si ya no tengo tu amor.
Hacer puequena la inmensidad,
Encontrarle un dia a la eternidad,
No estar y en ti dejar de sonar,
Es mas facil que hacer que tu me llegues a amar.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Ay Mi Tia
Cuando estaba jugando,
Mi tia estaba cantando,
Y a todos estab frustrando,
Luego nos empezamos a reir,
Pero nadie le queria decir,
Mientras ella cantaba,
A Thalia iritava,
Pobre de mi tia.
Ni la letra le salia.
Ysleta Middle School
Ysleta Branch
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Esperanza
Un problema en la vida, que as de tener,
Que te perjudica asta en el amanecer,
Lo importante que es lo que debes hacer,
Confiar en la esperanza,
Que te ayuda en tu ser.
No la pierdas, no la olivdes,
Que en tu corazon todavia existe,
El gran problema te ataca,
Y tu nunca haces nada.
Abre tu corazon,
Ataca el problema,
Te acompanara el amor,
Y flecha con certeza.
Todo acabo,
Al problema acabastes,
Y la esperanza sigue andando,
Dejando un rastro de grandes acres,
Y el amor sigue cantando.
Ysleta Middle School
Ysleta Branch
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Octavo Grado
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A Mi Padre
Mirandote a lo lejos me
Me senti un poco extrano al
Descubrir que tus ojos eran
Casi de un anciano, y que hace
Algunos anos eran igual que
Los mios.
Que tus manos y tu pies se
Miraban igual que los mios y
Que hasta el caminar era tan
Parecido, que me quede
Sorprendido, pero pensandolo
Bien no tiene nada de extrano,
Porque tu haz sido el ser que a
Mi me a engendrado.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Alcholico Melancolico
Yo trabajo solo
Y no soy un cholo
Yo no trabajo a la cuadra de enfrente
Vendiento drogas a todas las gente
Y no trabajo abujerando tu frente
Yo soyel mecanico melancolico
Naturalmente no soy alcoholico
Pero sis soy alcoholico
Es porque me dejaste sin razon
Y me partiste el corazon
Y aunque intente olvidarte
Todo es inutil.
Esto terminara por matarme
Y la verdad no queria perderte
Y tambien te deseo suerte
Mientras que yo solo espero la muerte
Pero tambien es verdad
Que yacnos pudieron separar los rumores
Asesinos de amores
Y la verdad no queria perderte
Tambien te deseo suerte
Mientras que yo solo espero la muerte.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Cuenta
Siente lo que dices con carino,
Di lo que piensas con esperanza,
Piensa lo que haces con fe,
Haz los que debes con amor.
Cuenta tu jardin por las flores
No por la hojas caidas,
Cuenta tus dia por las penas abidas,
Cuenta tus noches por estrellas no
Por sombras, cuenta tu vida por sonrisas
No por lagrimas.
Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Branch
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Noveno Grado
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La Mentira
Estrella que te ocultas en el oscuro cielo
Tu que todo lo vez claro como un hielo
Dime como puedo olvidarme de tan bello sueño.
Aquel dia que se alejó de mi sin decir nada
Fue como si me hubiera dado una puñalada
Y en aquel momento me senti defraudada.
Fueron tan bellos los momentos que pasamos
Aunque ahora solamente sean parte del pasado
Que no quisiera mas que guardarios y recordarios.
Todo lo que crei que era una maravilla
Fue solamente una incredible fantasia y
Ahora te pido que nunca salgas en ese dia.
Yo pensé que cuando salias dabas plena alegria
Pero ahora comprendo que tambié das pesadilla
Y te apoyo dulce amiga mia entre la noche fria.
Del Valle High School
Ysleta Branch
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Triste Sol, Luna, Mundo
La luna está triste
Porque no la quieren mirar;
El amor se ha alejado
Y la violencia le ha Ganado
El sol está triste
Porque no puede aluzar,
La sombra ha reinado junto con el mal
Hay que aceptar la triste realidad
El mundo está triste
Porque lo han lastimado;
Sus primaveras serán ontoños
Y sus veranos inviernos.
Del Valle High School
Ysleta Branch
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Partida
de un Sueño
Cayendo lentamente
En el abismo del rechazo
Se escuchaban sus palabras
Retumbando en su alma.
Sin poder ver en el silencio
Moria en las llamas del tormento
Clamando el regreso del tiempo
Llorando su partida.
En el mar de las lágrimas
Se quedo su calor
Flotando en los sueños
Se murio de dolor
Del Valle High School
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Décimo Grado
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Décimo Primer Grado
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