our poems


This is the 
of our poems!
 
 
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A better life  

Some people live in poverty
   they struggle to survive
   Some people live in war zones
   were they fight to stay alive.

   Some people have a lot of money
   food and care
   They have much more than they need
   and quite enough to share.

   We can all make life better
   for the people who have less
   We can make things brighter
   we can bring them happiness.

 Garifalia M.




My summer poem
Spring is here
Spring is in the air
But I really don’t care
I love summer
I need summer
It’s my fave trend
The sun, the sand
Drives me mad
In the air, in the air
Put your hands up in the air
Summer’s coming
And that’s the end.

 Magda M.
 
MY JOURNEY
Oh, what a beautiful day. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, I`m planning to go on my way.
To faraway places, and happy kind faces, to see what the world has to say.
Keep trying, they tell me, keep hoping, don`t ever give up. Keep laughing, keep loving and always stand up.
Be proud of yourself, and keep your head high. That way life will never pass by.
   Grigoris
 
 
MONEY CAN'T BUY EVERYTHING
Some people struggle to reach for the stars
They want big houses ahd they want fast cars
They want the best clothes and huge bank accounts
Riches and wealth in enormous ammounts
I don't need money and all that it brings
I don't need fast cars or big diamond rings
I've got my family, my friends and my health
These things are so much more precious than wealth
I don't  need fortune and I don't need fame
I don't need the world to remember my name
I don't  need riches and I'll tell you why
The best things ih life are things money can't buy!!!
 
by Christiana
 
The day I 'll always remember
I opened my eyes
I looked to the sky
the birds were singing and whistling by
my heart got thirst to fly.

I stretched my hands
and put on my band
I got out of the bed
and forced myself to go ahead

I walked out of my room
and saw a hand with a broom
when i looked up
I asked my mother WHAT'S UP !

My mother was in anger
in the other hand she took a hanger
my mother was like in battle
and played with me like shuttle

It was the month of NOVEMBER
which I always REMEMBER :) 
by Nina

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