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I am born from the sun’s energy
A hyper spark radiating color.
 
The blue and white held near my heart for the land of my people.
The lush emerald green earth felt beneath my feet,
The powerful amethyst emerging from my spirit.
 
I am a pallet of life.
I stand 5’3” but my dreams and imagination soar
to the top of the mountains that kiss the sky.
 
I can be anything I want, changing like the seasons.
From a parrot, free to soar and show my many colors
To a unicorn, unique and different in my own way.
I am a shooting star, something bright and rare to come by in the night sky,
And a wildflower, exotic and untamed, able to be me.
 
Some may shy away from the brightness of my light,
But I am me, proud to be just who I am because my life is a gift.

—By Sarah S.
 
 
Letting go of my addiction  
I never thought this day would come, especially not
with someone I had so much fun.
I always thought we’d be together never dreaming
we’d ever part. After all you were always there to fill
that space in my heart.
You’re always there good, bad, happy, or sad. From
what I knew you were all that I had.
I turned away my friends and family wanting only
you. Never realizing that down this path I could only
be doomed.
I always said I could handle it, and thought I’d be
ok. Then one morning I woke up realizing my life was
total dismay.
Knowing that you’re bad for me, but whatever can I
do? Since every time I turn around all I see is you.
They tell me I can love myself if I only try. So today
I find a new way to spread my wings and fly.
—By Naomi G.  

Willow 

I am a snowy egret,
Tall, graceful, proud …… but fragile.
 
My beautiful, strong wings glide on diamond air.
 
I Live in the emerald green marshes,
Hiding behind the fragrant lace
Of old Spanish moss,
 
My fortress, my refuge,
I am Safe.
 
I timidly venture into the cold, dark wilderness,
Like a Panther …… stalking its prey.  

Slowly, my Flower begins to bloom with the richness of buttery cream.

I Sigh …… I am Home.

—By Dorothy K.
New Jersey State Council on the Arts Discover Jersey Arts The Heldrich The Star-Ledger Magic 98.3