Frankenstein, Fried Onions and Poinsettias

Magic of Nature – Ellie Wheeler

People may believe that magic isn’t real but that is further from the truth There is magic all around you if only you know where to look The calming sounds of a river flowing The sun setting into the horizon painting the skies in breathtaking color The birds chirping as they fly throughout the sky Nature is full of magic if you only stop to look Magic is real and one only needs to go outside to prove that its the truth

Types of love – Ellie Wheeler

There are many types of love in this world The love between father and son The love between mother and daughter The love between close friends And the love between soulmates If the world has so many types of love, Then why is it filled with so much hate?

The Sky – Sara Ledyard

You make me feel like summer in the coldest winters. You make me happy when the entire world fights for sadness. You make the room turn a tint of pink, The way the sky does when the sun sets. You make me feel the way the sky does. You make my head swirl, With pinks and purples and oranges and yellows, All mixed together, Creating a perfect sky. I feel light. I never see an end. Your clouds give me visions of the future. And like a puddle in the grass, The reflection of your love is written all over my face.

Photograph by: Sara Ledyard

Flowers – Sara Ledyard

If you look at a grass field, Often you’ll see a lot of tiny flowers. These flowers are picked occasionally, Admired, But not special. Because if you look further, You’ll realize that there are hundreds just like it. And if you look even further, You’ll realize that most of those tiny flowers, Are actually weeds. Seemingly beautiful, But ultimately dangerous to anything trying to thrive.

If you look at a grass field, You might see a flower. Not a little, deceitful weed, But a true flower. This flower stands taller than the weeds, Bathes in the sunshine, And makes its colorful, strong presence known Known to any who are lucky enough to pass by. These flowers aren’t simply admired, They are gawked at. They are unique, incredible, breathtaking And make the weeds around it look much less significant. But under the soil, Where we cannot see, These weeds steal growth from the beautiful flower.

Even after that, These tall flowers bring joy and love into the eyes of its beholder. Many want to savor that feeling forever, But refrain from picking the flower. Why? Instead, many move on to a less significant flower, Because there are hundreds just like it. Because they know the tall flower should be left, To thrive, To grow, And to spread love.