You may think corners, Are where walls meet, In your home, Or place you would stand, When you are in trouble. I think of corners, As a part of your life. As we get older, We turn more corners, Some at odd and tricky angles, Never knowing what's on the other side. -Jillian Craven 1994 | I wrote this poem when I was in the 7th grade, attending Paducah Middle School, in Paducah, KY. My teacher, Mrs.Clark entered my poem in to a state wide contest amoungst the KY Teachers Associations. This poem won fisrt place. This poem still has a lot of meaning to me, and even as young as I was when I wrote this, I feel as if I wrote beyond my years at the tender age of 12. |
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