You are staring
into the
face
of fear
crawling
inside of you.
A fear flying above
your head. You know it’s
there. A bird. A bird of misery.
A hawk you hear
whispering. You hear a voice.
It says to fight the fear. You take the
fear, and you make it bravery.
Good job, Noah! I am so proud of you!
We like your poem… it ROCKS!!!
Noah,
I am so proud of you. Thank you for sharing your talent! I can’t wait to see what you do next.
Love,
Mrs. Burns
You are such a talented and special young man, I am so proud of you!!