My heart is
a candle blown out with a lovely sound.
My heart is made
of African-Americans
hugging for freedom. My
heart is made
of chocolate
eaten for
love. My heart
is made of
seeing the sun
set. My heart
is made of
cookies baking in the
oven waiting
to be done.
My heart is
is made of a person hugging
a person who needs
helps. My heart is
made of cookies
that are ready. My
heart is
a seed waiting
to grow into a
rose. My heart is
made of eating
chocolates with my
family. My heart is
a candle
blown out with all my
bad times and good times.
by Alejandro, 3rd grade
[photo by KayVeeINC via flickr]
Wow, this poem is great
Its so creative and i loved the twist at the end. Well done 
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Another wonderful poem! And to think that this kind of inspiration and these words come from a 3rd grader. Truly amazing. I would like to link this poem and photograph as well if that is alright with you.
Most Sincerely,
Dorian
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