Sun was my mother
Green, yellow, white, my color
Said, painful, my feeling
From remote village a man
With His Chopper
He broken me
Hey you man, I was alone
Many years of अ month
A kid comes to me
You alive for ever
You on ever die, never
The tree of the knowledge
My dad earned from you
For paying school
Set front of you, learn, learn, and learn
Unless Support you
Monireh Ghaedi

ABP STUDENTS ♥

♥
Students at the ABP
know what they will be
as you can see
I will be a doctor

ABP Students

Don't judge the teacher from his face

and put your self

in his place

so the chapter will

follow the chapter

LRC is a room school

join the teacher and

you will be cool

just try and you will be sure

the semester will go faster!

Write About Art

Find a painting, photo, sculpture or other art piece and write a response to it. Write your response as a poem or a short story. Post the art with your response.

Christo and Jeanne-Claude's Wrapped Trees Project for the
Foundation Beyeler and Borrower Park, Riehen, Switzerland, 1995.

oh meringue

oh dollop

oh dolly

my gift to you

are these trees

all wrapped and ready

to go nowhere

already