2017+Craighead

By LaToya Fifth Grade - Craighead Elementary Mr. Walker When I came to this world, I saw lots of things, like adults, kids, and babies like me. I never knew the world was so big, Until I grew up to be just like I am. The trees, the stars, the moons and them all. I knew they were special, but what did they mean. I never knew, Until I grew up to be just like I am. ||
 * “Coming to this World”

By Randall Craighead Elementary Mr. Walker’s 5th Grade Class I love the smell of cookies. I love the taste of milk. I love the hearing of rookies, And the feeling of silk. These are four of my senses— Smelling, hearing, felling, and taste I forgot about looking Sorry that’s my mistake. ||
 * “Four Senses”

By Ramian Craighead Elementary School Mr. Walker – Fifth Grade
 * “Voice”

3:00 am   I am a woman, free as can be    Now the enemy has won And freedom is no longer seen I am a woman not being heard In a shadow Out in the blur Just like water I flow right out of the way Every day I am pushed to my limit Like running on E   One day I will break down And you won’t even remember me   Watch who you look over This will change today Open your ears Listen to what I have to say I’ve been under a rock Scared to say a word I’m not done yet I will be heard I am a woman Free or not What is done is done I’ve tied the knot. ||

By Paris Craighead Elementary Mr. Walker’s 5th Grade Class A smelly beautiful looking stick, Looks just like a flowerless pick. Bloom is so beautiful and young It smells just like a piece of bubble gum. I am a rose that slowly bloomed. My petals unfold with the scent of perfume, Like in my room. The flower replaces the gloom. ||
 * “Flower”

By Teawrie Craighead Elementary Mr. Walker’s 5th Grade Class When I was born, I saw many things Like momma’s soft hands, with those big, shiny rings The moon, the stars, and the clouds in the sky Were all very special, but I didn’t know why The world was so lovely in my eyes I saw so numerous things, that I couldn’t describe Life goes on forever and ever, many experiences is what makes me clever ||
 * “Birth to the World”

By Lajuene Craighead Elementary School The smell of the atmosphere makes me feel good, Gameday, baby and I feel good. We all we got, we all we need, as we grip the football with greed. I love crackbacking when I conquer what’s mine. I feel confident, So I conquer what’s mine. I’m furious on the field, And I’m a savage. Hey, better luck next time. Sorry, there won’t be a next time. ||
 * “Crackbacking”