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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