A light forgotten.

I do remember you, your brown curly hair that stole scene entirely The day my eyes met yours, and how I dreamed of having you in my arms Then they moved; your lips and out came the most beautiful voice that to an angels You stood no judge and took me in to a warm embrace Your heart felt the sorrow, and scars that my soul carried, and yet you held me Hours came to be days and days came to be months and our hearts grew I awaited the sun to wake up and stand on top of the day, so that I could see you again Your laugh, your scent, your smile that drove my heart to swell in affection The butterflies that you made come to life within my stomach grew and I took flight Then only the heavens were the limit A glimpse of hidden light I called you, and a verse I wrote for you that stole your heart I too recall the glow in your eyes as I held you and kissed you You said it was too good to be true, and then the truth came to surface Fear was rich in your heart, and slowly you drove me away And I stood to do nothing but see and feel the fire draw to not exist Seconds became weeks and all in that you became a memory A beautiful memory that I will not forget, as I became stronger at your side I wonder if you think of me, as I think of you Our first kiss beneath the sun, our first hug our first laugh I see your smile from a distance every now and then, beautiful still I will always think of you and what we could of had You are a star forgotten

Immigrants in Our Own Land

Personally, I am a quarter Navajo Native American. I can identify with that part of my ancestry, but 3/4 of me is an immigrant. I'm 25% Moroccan and a mixture of French-Canadian and Italian. I love the fact that we can all come as one in our country, but some people don't make the welcome so warming. Immigration is what made this country what it is and there is nothing negative about it in my eyes. People give up their lives just to come here and start a new one, yet we're here acting like we belong here and we don't even appreciate the luxuries we get.

Group Poem

1) The importance of the title is the title itself. Working together canbe so many things, good and bad.
2) the tone of the poem is calm. The poem's having a message of self expression and not worrying about fitting in.
3) The mood is an "at peace" sort of vibe. The setting makes you feel calm and have no worries in the world.
4) The poem shifts by saying that the world is formed around us, be we also have to form around it.
5) The theme is working together. If we all get a long and cooperate we can do miraculous things.