Road’s End By: David Druss Heading down this road yet again. Don’t know what I should do in the end. Contemplating with the idea toying in my mind each night. Walking down every road hope to see my shining star tonight. Trying to find out the golden rule of life. Walking down towards a girl making
The Little Girl in a Blue Bow By Samantha Kempton She was born in gold So her clothes were never sold She wore a new gown and bow every day. She bore fine hair And blue eyes that would glare But her innocence was pure and true. A suit picked The grandfather clock
Country Dirt and Clay Kicking it up everyday Making me want’a take the back way Growing up and knowing how to play Tomorrow can come but I live for today. Sophomore David Druss finds writing a release from the world by relaxing and being creative. As a writer, Druss loves all kinds
Golden Flames Through fire and pain Seeking nothing of disdain But of hope to which to gain. Sophomore David Druss finds writing a release from the world by relaxing and being creative. As a writer, Druss loves all kinds of literature. His favorite author is Christopher Paloni and favorite poet is Robert
“Sunshine” If beauty is what catches the eyes, then what is inside is what catches the heart. For me I see you as you are a golden ray in my day. The blazing light you show helps me know the way. But you should know that you glow twice as bright. For you are