Natalie
Osan Middle/High School
I am from where red roses thrive From eagles flying proudly and waves roar I am from the Magic Dragon under the pine sprouts. I’ve seen the many trees they tasted like freedom. I am from crabs scurrying in the sand and tranquil ocean hit against your feet whose shells and animals I remember as if they were my own
I’m from the state of the peaches and the clouds soaring from the evergreen timber and raging sun I’m from where jellyfish swim and the Waves clash against each other, from the Queen of the Ozarks and flowing rivers! I’m from hawthorn blossoms with mules representing us and ten drawings I could do myself. I’m from purple nights and starry skies you could stare at forever dandelions sitting next to you as you gaze at the sky From burning smells that makes you worried lost to the burnt taste that lingers used to keep me from trying to cook again
Under my bed was a delightful bundle of lavender dandelions Spilling sweet honey like fragrance, A calming sensation of bliss To drift beneath my dreams. I am the moments Of exploring mountains before I splash into the cool sea Like a duck fallen from grace