{"id":198,"date":"2024-09-15T16:36:07","date_gmt":"2024-09-15T16:36:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kdmf.org\/?page_id=198"},"modified":"2024-09-15T20:31:22","modified_gmt":"2024-09-15T20:31:22","slug":"poetry-and-thoughts","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/kdmf.org\/?page_id=198","title":{"rendered":"Poetry and Thoughts"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\">By Katie DeCubellis<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>I Open My Eyes<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\">I open my eyes and begin to see,<br>All of the horrors there happen to be.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The children on the street begging for food,<br>What a horrible life, so terribly crude.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The young and the old lying in gutters,<br>When they ask for food, people reply with mutters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Searching the garbage for food to eat,<br>Maybe some clothing or shoes for their feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sick and the sad trying to find,<br>Someone to help them, someone who\u2019s kind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So next time you hear their cries and their yelps,<br>Try to be kind, try to help.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>I am<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p>I am a friendly girl whose name is Katie<br>I wonder how old I will live to be<br>I hear people, animals, and many sounds<br>I see the things that are around<br>I want to be the best I can be<br>I am a friendly girl whose name is Katie<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I pretend that it\u2019s sunny when there is rain<br>I feel other people\u2019s pain<br>I touch the hearts of many I meet<br>I worry in someway that I may be beat<br>I cry when people are mean to me<br>I am a friendly girl whose name is Katie<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I understand that I should be kind<br>I say the things that are on my mind<br>I dream that I will do most things right<br>I try my best with my brother not to fight<br>I hope the world I\u2019ll be able to see<br>I am a friendly girl whose name is Katie<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Cookies<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li><strong>K<\/strong>eep your cookies on a high shelf so when you reach the cookies, they will taste better.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>D<\/strong>odge the obstacles of life, but don\u2019t forget to jump the hurdles.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>E<\/strong>ggs are like friendship; some are scrambled and some are sunny side up.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>C<\/strong>arry out your dreams, and they just might be delivered.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>U<\/strong>nderstand the paths others follow; you never know when you\u2019ll be in their shoes.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>B<\/strong>elieve in magic and your wishes may come true.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>E<\/strong>very time you help someone, you help that person help someone else.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>L<\/strong>ife is like chicken, it can be sweet or sour, but it is always filling.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>L<\/strong>ive life as if it\u2019s chocolate; you can never get enough.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>I<\/strong>t\u2019s okay to fly with confidence but don\u2019t get carried away.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li><strong>S<\/strong>ave everything; you never know when junk will come in handy.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Katie DeCubellis I Open My Eyes I open my eyes and begin to see,All of the horrors there happen to be. The children on the street begging for food,What a horrible life, so terribly crude. The young and the old lying in gutters,When they ask for food, people reply with mutters. 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