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Connor St. Patrick Catholic School-Grade 7  Standing tall, an ancient tree, For all to look and greatness see. For all eternity he will stand, His mighty roots stay in the land. But the distant rumble grows ever near, Exhaust burns with a singeing tear. The distant crack as timber falls, They cannot stop ‘till they have it all. The mighty tree down to a stump, For timber to come in cheap lumps. **The Black Heart ** Gabe St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8 my heart is blue <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">my heart is cold  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I really wish I had a soul  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">t’s that and this  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">and this and that  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I really wish I found the light  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">So much darkness not enough  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Light  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">It’s the devil I actually need to fight  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">He’s red and big and his his heart is black  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">It’s time like this I knew the  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Light  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Maybe I need help  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Maybe I need love  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I’m just gonna try and go above Christmas Time  Lindsey Nicole   St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8 Christmas time is full of cheer,  Everyone loves it each year,   With the sound of bells and Christmas smells,   And the stores are having Christmas sales,   Buying toys and being full of joy,   Christmas time is near,   I can’t wait for it each year. Santa Brooke St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8
 * <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Ancient Oak **

Big Red Suit Owns Reindeer Has Elves Help Him Watches Over Children Delivers Down Chimneys Delivers Presents Sees What People Want Has a Naughty and Nice List Who Could it be? It’s Santa!

**<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">Fountains ** <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">Juliana  <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8 <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">The water cascades down, <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">Down into the endless pool of wishes. <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">The bottom is covered with copper, <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">But is now dull like our lives. <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">A sense of false hope fills the air, <span style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt; text-align: center;">It will always stay there.

**<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">How Far, Searching ** <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Lane  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8 <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Across the Sea is how far I’d go just to see happiness grow. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Children jumping, singing with glee, <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">Oh, how I wish that could’ve been me  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;">How will greatness stem from success if I can’t even achieve happiness? **<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Under the Willow ** <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Paige  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 8 <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was a great afternoon, I was taking a walk and saw a pretty girl sitting under an old willow tree. She was quite pale, and had the most beautiful hair. It was a light blueish-grey, and flowed ever so delicately in the wind. I decided to walk over and sit next to her. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Nice day isn’t it?” I asked, trying to start a conversation. She stared at me in total surprise, her big blue eyes got even bigger. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“You can see me?” she said with a shaky voice. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“But of course I can, why wouldn’t I be able to?” She continued to stare at me, almost like she was trying to find the answer written on my face. I was very confused, and just when I thought things couldn’t get any weirder, she reached out her right hand and poked my face. I laughed and said, “What was that?” <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Oh my gosh, how…” her voice trailed off. “I don’t understand, how can you see me? How can you feel my hand? What in the world…” she looked down, then up into the tree branches. Just as she focused her gaze, she looked straight ahead and whispered, “The tree.” **<span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Lost ** <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Zac  <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">St. Patrick Catholic School - Grade 7 <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Adam it is a great night to be in the woods,” James said while looking at the stars. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yes, yes, it is a great night to be in the woods,” Adam said while looking at the fire. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“I am going to bed, you should to.” James said while getting up. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yeah, I think I will too.” Adam said. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">While James and Adam slept, a storm rolled in. Adam bolted up out of bed waking James up also. “What’s going on,” James screamed over the sound of thunder. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“I do not know,” Adam said after the thunder stopped. Right then James and Adam heard a ripping, and their tent flew right over their heads. “Let's get out of here.” Adam said and they both got up and left. When James found a good place for them to sleep they settled down, but sleep was long and far off. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">When they woke up the next morning, they set out to find a path that they can follow to their car. After about an hour James said, “I think we are lost.” <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yeah I think you are right, but do you know which way the sun came?” Adam asked. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Yes, it came up over their by that big tree,” James said. So, they set off, and sure enough they came across a cabin. Inside the cabin, lived an old man who told them which way to go. Finally they reached their car. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">On the way home James and Adam saw a deer on the side of the road, but it ran away. “Let’s follow it,” James said while getting out of the car. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">“Sure, let’s do it.” Adam said while getting the camera. So, they followed the deer for a while, but it got away from them. Then they did not know which way the car was. “Let’s wait till morning to go find the car,” Adam said, and they settled down for their second night in the woods. <span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">When the sun peaked above the horizon, they set out to find their car. After about an hour things started looking familiar. After two hours they found their car and headed home.