On Wheels of Periwnkle I roll along and people stare at this rather odd-looking contraption on wheels and metal with handle bars, no less. I march, to my own beat on my walker, as I soar over bumps I have wings of periwinkle! The sleek and shiny metal feels cool to my touch like water from a cooler my walker is: Sleek and shiny a snazzy sight. I smile to myself as I think of my shiny contraption and my wheels of, periwinkle.
The Snowman On a cold winnter morning a blanket of white has fallen to the ground during the night I came to surprize the girls and boys. A small animal on two legs and bundled in hat and gloves came over to my patch of snow. He started pushing and rolling and hurting me, his scarf would not stay around his neck so it kept hitting me. The animal, which I assumed was a boy made three balls out of my patch of snow the biggest he put on the bottom and each one was smaller. When he was through he told me I needed eyes and a mouth, and said he'd be right back. With the aid of a lady, whom I assumed was his mom, he poked a carrot into me for a nose, he says and four dried beans for a nose and two jellybeans for eyes, he says with great pride as he stabs me repeatedly. Now for the finising touches, he smiles as he drapes me with a blue and white striped fuzzy thing and places an artist cap on me; time for the arms, which are sticks with mittens on the end of them, for all to see and he stabs me again. Standing back he smiles and says, isn't my snowman great! His mom smiles back and pats him on the head. !Let's go inside where it's warm", she says. As they turn to go, I wonder if he'll come back and play.	Wandering And Confused Today I struggle The choices Flow into my mind Like a stream into a pool My mind is flooded with this and that a mad... rushing tidal wave I;m unsure of myself my thoughts and emotion's torment me like the waves torment the rocks beating them down. Confusion, peace, a bubbling, gurgling stream a stream unsure of its destination wandering in search of a home Like me, wandering and confused.
	HOPE All around us we see gloom and doom: people getting cancer and people being diagnosed with terminal diseases, war and famine, people dying senselessly, and countless natural disasters. All around us we see images of reality a cruel and heartless reality, unrelenting and unforgiving reality, a reality which stares us in the face each and every day. We feel down and distraught and rightly so but look around there is always someone worse off than you. When life has got you down and you feel like you are at the end of your rope don't give up, Reach out and help someone else and in doing so, let them help you.