Moi and the Boat (A Seventh Grade Poem)

 Everyone has dreams, big and small

Some as big as a shopping mall

Others small but unique like a gem

With mine, I can just shout or hem


I sometimes wonder who I am

I am often as soft as a wrinkle-less palm

Try to be a bit more hard like a tree trunk

But I end up being a soft chocolate chunk


My mind is often filled with dust

A little bit of care is a must

To keep my vibes away from rust

As I march towards my goal, quite robust 


People are staring at my face

As if it is something as precious as a diamond lace 

I try to make myself look more bright

With all my latent strength and might 


If things go wrong, glasses break because of the goodness I exhale

I will not cry, I will not wail, I will just inhale

Afterall, having a bag of memories as sharp as knife 

Is the true essence and the "life" of life


Like the sweet honey hidden in the beehive 

The sweetness of us is what makes us alive

So be sweet, strong, live long but never wrong

Be warm, don't lose the charm and never leave a palm


Some one's gonna come, someone's gonna go

But, darling, all you've got to do is relax and bow 

But never ever bend too low

Fly high in the sky with the ground below


'Cause we live once and only once

Why not just fill it with eloquence 

Remember with the boat called life, we've got a long way to go

And to move on, you've just got to row, row and row

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