Signs of the Season Springtime Haiku: Robins returning Tranquil winds softly blowing Signaling springtime S-P-R-I-N-G Acrostic: Sunny silhouettes surface Pansies protruding purpose Rain rhythmically rapping Irises initiating intent Nighttime narrows now Granting gardens' growth The harbingers of the season Heralding life's true reason The Shape of the Season:
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My Earliest Memory by Emma Cerra
When thinking back to my earliest memory, I wonder why I remembered it. It’s a really odd memory, hazy to the point where I feel like it cou...
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Her dark eyes are the envy of the warm, brown leaves as they aspire to match her depth and beauty. Her tanned skin, harbors the me...
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When thinking back to my earliest memory, I wonder why I remembered it. It’s a really odd memory, hazy to the point where I feel like it cou...
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Over the Summer, my family and I vacationed in Aruba for a week. During this time, we had access by boat to a location by the name of R...

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