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Below you will find the winning poems for 2003.

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participantes, los nombres de los ganadores
han sido omitidos de esta página.

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First Grade

Second Grade

Burgers

I like burgers with cheese
because it makes me sneeze.
I like burgers with a pickle
because it’s only a nickel.
I like burgers on the grill
when I am standing on a hill.
Burgers are so fun
don’t you wish you had one?
I like burgers all  the time
because it’s only a dime.
Burgers Burgers all the time.
Don’t you think it’s a good rhyme?

Myrtle Cooper Elementary School
Irving Schwartz Library

Friendship

Friendship is yummy.
Friendship is crunchy.
Friendship is like peanut butter
When there’s no other.
It’s like having a brother

Marion Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Scrub-a-dub-dub 

Scrub-a-dub-dub
see my sub
in my tub.
Scrub-a-dub-dub
see the bubbles
in the air
especially
in my hair.
Scrub-a-dub-dub
bubbles go
pop, pop, and
splash, splash.
Bubbles floating
in the air everywhere.
See the colors
in the air
here and there. 

Cooley Elementary School
Clardy Fox Library

The tragedy was nine-eleven,
All the people who were there,
died and went to Heaven.
It was very tragic,
It happened...Poof!  Like magic.
Everyone was very sad,
But what Saddam Hussein did
was very, very bad.
When it happened, it was a mystery,
But now it is history
And now we will remember
the eleventh of September.

Del Norte Heights Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

         
The Beauty of Art

 Art is so beautiful
It express the artist’s feeling and emotions
You see it everyday.
For the world is God’s masterpiece.

There are many forms of art.
From paintings.
To sculptures.
To mountainside faces.

 Art is always beautiful
In my eyes!
 
Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

Getting Fat 

I have a nina
her name is Pat
she likes to eat
and is getting fat
when she gets dressed
she gets all depressed
all that fits her
now is her hat
and that’s that
poor Pat
said the cat

 Loma Verde Elementary School
Irving Schwartz Library

Untitled

If I could help the world
I would believe in who couldn’t do it for themselves,
so they could be strong.
I would cry for the sad ones when they are out of tears,
and they’d feel better.
I would lift people who fell down in life,
so they can stand up straight someday.
I would love people who have no one,
so they’d see how to love themselves.
Anyone can feed the hungry,
but the spirit needs care too.

Capistano Elementary School
Irving Schwartz Library

                       
The Sun 

The sun is bright
It lets us see
It gives us light
For you and me
The sun is very big
It is also wide
I wonder what it did
To get in the sky
The sun is super hot
It keeps us warm all day long
When I play on the lot
I am glad it is always on

Mitzi Bond Elementary School
Westside Library

                
The  Wonderful Colors

 Colors are wonderful.
Colors are beautiful.
My favorite color is blue,
I hope you like it too. 

They fill the world with joy.
They are the world’s toy.
Without them we’d be sad,
We’d probably be mad.

 Color is like exploring
Black and white is boring.
There might be some you don’t like,
But colors are like flying kites.

 Wherever you go,
If you are a boy or girl,
Colors will be there,
To fill your life with joy.

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

Instrument of Celestial Music

What is a violin?
A beautiful wooden
shaped instrument
that makes wonderful music 

What do I hear?
Celestial music with
screeches at the beginning
getting better as I practice more

 What do I smell?
The fragrant cedar wood
it was made with
The pine rosin that
makes my bow move smoothly

 How do I feel?
Relaxed when I hear
the heavenly music
Happy when I hear
A faster, more enthusiastic rhythm 

What do I taste?
Pride when playing well
joy when playing in
my school orchestra

 What do I see?
The metal strings
the bows moving up and down
and the glowing faces
of the audience after a song

 Why do I play?
To keep me relaxed
to keep me attached
to something beautiful
that opens my heart

 Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

Conscience

 It’s a voice that
no one else can hear.
It can bring you happiness
It can bring you fear.
You can’t escape its powers,
so you shouldn’t even try.

 It can make you laugh,
or even cry.
You can’t avoid it,
it sends a chill down your spine.
But still you try to ignore it
and say you’re fine.

 You smell the bitterness
of a bad deed.
It can control your life
and if you let it,
it can take the lead.

 It is like a mosquito
buzzing in your ears.
You can taste the saltiness
of your falling tears.
It is the dark shadow
that follows you around.

 You keep denying it
until you know what you’ve found.
You’ve found your conscience
and it lives inside your brain
and it is the one,
that is causing all the pain. 

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

Untitled

The snow flake that made a mistake
He fell in warm El Paso and did not wake
He became a water drop and drained into a lake
A snow man I cannot make
A snow ball I cannot brake
Oh, for Heaven’s sake
He is such a fake
Why did that silly snow flake
Make such a silly mistake?

Zach White Elementary School
Westside Library

Mine? 

He sits and begs, he gives a paw,
He is, as you can see,
The finest dog you ever saw,
And he belongs to me.

He follows everywhere I go
And even when I swim.
I laugh because he thinks, you know,
That I belong to him. 

But still no matter what we do
We never have a fuss;
And so I guess it must be true
That we belong to us.

Haceinda Heights Elementary School
Lower Valley Library 

Unconditional Love

The love I have for you
is more than one can say. 

Just the thought of being with you
makes me tremble in a way. 

I love your mind, your soul,
your heart. 

I loved you uncontrollably
from the start. 

But now that you have gone to fight,
I must think about you day and night. 

I know you had to leave and go
but will you come back, I don’t know. 

Dedicated to all soldiers and their families

R.E.L. Washington Elementary School
Irving Schwartz Library            

Untitled

I have a young sister
She’s worse than a blister
All she does is cry
I’d rather listen to a fly
I tried to sell her today
Nobody bid for her on eBay
I brought it down to a dollar
All I got back was a dogs collar
She’ll be very mean
even as a teen
but I will always love my sister
Do you have any Band-Aids to put on my blister?

Morehead Middle School
Westside Library

No one knows me

I sit amongst
a thousand noisy teens today,
but no one knows me.
No one knows my hopes and dreams
or when I will turn fourteen.
No one has asked me.
No one knows me.
No one knows my name
or where I live.
Oh, sure they know of my name,
but those noisy teens have
never shouted my name across
the cafeteria.
“Hey, R-------, come sit with us.”
They see my address, 5920,
but no they don’t know
where I live.
No one knows me.
They see kindness in my eyes
and take it as a sign
of weakness.
Beware, though, for
I am very strong
inside and out!
Who can blame them though?
They do not know this
since they have never
truly looked
at me.
No one knows me.
I have many gifts to gift
waiting to be given,
but no one has asked
for a gift.
No one knows me. 

Lincoln Middle School
Westside Library

Hands can change the way
You and other people feel and live 

If there weren’t any hands
Nothing could wipe away the tears
Cradle your child
Caress someone you love
Cheer someone you love with applause
Clap, slap, clap
Or soothe a broken heart 

Hands have the power and personality
To express the way you feel
They are like doves
In search for their goals and dreams
And can be very gentle and sweet to caress 

They can also be as brave and violent
As a tiger’s claw, trying to protect
And save loved ones
Hands can see if you’re blind
Hands can speak if you’re mute
Hands can receive
Pray
And give thanks
They are YOU

Indian Ridge Middle School
Irving Schwartz Library

Strawberries 

Sweet, succulent, strawberries
Picked fresh off the patch
Sometimes with a nudge
Covered in chocolate, vanilla or
fudge
With its color as red as a
blushing cheek
With a savory flavor like a kiss
in the night
My taste buds go wild
after just one bite

 Indian Ridge Middle School
Irving Schwartz Library

Loneliness

I sit here remembering days gone by,
And the first word that comes to mind is ”WHY”? 

Why has my life turned out with so much pain,
And the feeling of hopelessness—
Like being left out in the rain. 

Remembering how life was when I was a kid,
Wondering why dad did what he did. 

I can remember the sound of crying
In the middle of the night,
Knowing that mom and dad
Got into another fight. 

I remember the day he walked out the door,
And the feelings of pain and anger
Growing more and more and more. 

Living with different family members
Because my family had no home,
Those were the days I knew
I would be on my own. 

Growing up and lost in the world of sadness,
Asking God why...why...where is the happiness
Happiness that should be inside of me?

Riverside Middle School
Lower Valley Library

Blood In A Puddle 

Six months have passed
one more to go
what can I do
I don’t have no one,
what to do, war is in session,
I go outside and see
the only thing that reminds me of you
that attractive red
that catches my eye in that puddle of red blood
that you left as that bullet trespassed your heart. 

Mom and Dad I want to join you
should I obey your promise
I want to see you. 

A bullet just crossed my heart Dad
Mom I see you
I missed you
What a place Mom
Dad I missed you
We’re now in heaven
Thank God. 

Ysleta Middle School
Ysleta Library

A dog

 A dog’s small world is full of dreams,
Of full food bowls and scents unseen,
Of open fields and cozy chairs,
And, most of all, you standing there. 

And when the end is drawing near
And you are trying to stem your tear,
He licks your hand with happy sigh,
Content that you are standing by. 

And when he reaches Heaven’s Gate,
The Spirit says, “Come.” But your dog says, “Wait.
I have a friend I love so dear
And I can feel his footsteps near.” 

Your lifetime’s passed.  Your near Heaven’s throne.
One happy glance, you’re not alone.
Your loving pet, so patient waits,
To pass with you through Heaven’s Gates. 

Dr. Hornedo Middle School
Westside Library

Hold me,
wrap your arms around me
So I can feel your skin,
Softly caressing me,
As a blanket on a cold day.
Let me feel unconditional love,
A mother comforting her child
Because I am scared. 

Hold me,
Be all around me
Everywhere
Feeling your soft breath
Hearing your presence.
Feeling security
I can shut my eyes,
Get away from this nightmare
One that’s been eating my soul,
Eternity,
Non Peace,
Taken away from an ugly picture,
Because it’s an awful sight. 

Hold me,
Don’t let me go,
I don’t want to slip,
Falling faster forever in pitch blackness,
Falling toward nothing.
So hold me tighter,
To hear your heart,
Against your chest
Beating me a rhythm to sleep,
knowing your alive. 

Hold me,
Rock me,
‘Til knocked into deep sleep,
Comfortable as a baby,
This cruel world,
Hits me in the stomach,
Every time I uncurl.
I’d like to leave,
Just be my crying shoulder,
So I can let my years of oceans out.
Gently
Back and forth,
Back and forth. 

But things aren’t always there,
In the end,
When the “shows” over,
And the curtains drop,
No one will be there,
Everyone stuck in their own world,
Looked down upon as misfit,
Surrounded by darkness
Drowned by rain
What happened to happiness?
Suffocated in pain
That’s just the feeling I get,
When my eyes are shut,
Once open,
It feels like glass in my eyes
I have nowhere to go,
Runaway or hide,
As I feel the peoples hard stares,
Throwing bullets with their eyes
I did nothing wrong but be myself,
And I start to wonder why?
Can’t they let me be me?
Or AT LEAST
Shut up as I walk by?
But too much silence is scary,
Even in silence,
Echoes sound dry.
The only place to go,
The only place to flee,
Is the only place I know,
In your arms,
So please,
I beg,
HOLD ME.

Coronado High School
Clardy Fox Library

Whispers 

Whispers in the dark realms
Mentions of things long past
Pains of the weak that have no remedy of cure
Echoes of freedoms that were never seen or heard

Whispers of old forgotten dreams
Fires burning with passion of angry nothingness
Flames reflected in the eyes of those whose toil was in vain
Or not in vein, but with no reward and no reason given
Heats on fire waging a war not easily fought or won
Yet through the struggle tolerance is forged 

Waves that crash upon the land
Seldom makes more than ripples in the sand
Though, in the waves, are secrets yet untold
Waves bear bottles
That will wash on to land when tolerance becomes intolerable

 Whispers in the quiet realms
Are uproars of injustice long past
Pains of the weak are to be avenged
Echoes are shouts to those who have no voice
Whispers of dreams are not to be forgotten 

Eastwood High School
Cielo Vista Library

          
Sunshine and Shadow

Green leaves shiver in the morning breeze,
Content with the world, and within at ease.
Lake’s little rivulets slap against the shore,
Giggling and bubbling, and then at peace once more.
Puffy clouds mingle in the a sky of sweet azure,
Dazzling in their brilliance, so white and clean and pure.
And twitting birds and children laugh and sing their silly songs,
Fantastically happy as they hop and skip along.
These are normal aspects of a perfect summer morn,
Through these, I see the beauty of the world just being born.
But their are darker aspects of the world we live in now,
Things our minds tuck far away, because they are so foul.
Things for which the stomach turns and eyes tear up with rage,
For damage done to innocents, in this sad, dark war we rage.
But through our world harbors the darkness, beauty still remains,
Manifested in a child’s laugh, or in a summer rain.
In the bustling rivers flowing, in the trees so high,
On majestic mountain peaks that reach up to the sky.
In this, life is like the world, and has its ups and downs,
So while some days are filled with smiles, some are full of frowns.
So remember when the darkness falls, and it is all you see,
That little rays of joy will rise for you eventually.
For, in this world of beauty, it cannot stay dark for long,
So until your world turns toward the sun, you must learn to be strong.

Eastwood High School
Cielo Vista Branch

El Paso High School
Main Library

Your Superiority 

You!  are cruel
You make liars out of men.
You bring me into your horrors and wrap me with painfulness.
Your industry lives like a wealthy thief!
And your goodness has died in the one I love.
You blinded him with your filthy shows and business
Oh, so flashy and pretty!
You!  are a sluttish princess,
Who makes him intoxicated with love for you!
Vindictive coquette!
You know my simplicity cannot compare to you.
I will never hold the satisfaction
That you guarantee.
I have hated you before yet never begged your leave
But I do now...
I do on Friday nights that send me to bed weeping
And weekday events that leave me!
With no hand to hold.
You corrupt me,
You corrupt my dreams and fill me with anxiety.
How much longer will I envy your presence?
You continually make me look inferior,
And I continually hate you for it.
And Music,
You always, always win.

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

Summer’s Kiss 

The gentle call of the sun’s smile acts as
The scented kiss that awakes my wondering.
My eyes, the jewels of the dreamed,
Leap into the rushing wind of this abandoned vineyard,
A sweet sensation of the shadowed vapor calms
My flashback to the grinning reality.

Here in the garden lies the elegant smell
That is forever sought.  We wait
All winter for her appearance to send
Our hearts astray into this oblivion
The rain is the scent of her essence,
And is the notice that warns
Us of the honeysuckle on its way.

 She is here, but with her comes the pesky
Mosquito, the feeble insect that broke
The present freshness in the air.
It is then that I begin to understand the
Truth behind the woman’s beauty. 

I’m left picturing eternity
In yesterday’s perfume.

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

Green River Dragon 

Chinese dreams,
floating down the Yangtze,
willow raft,
            willing self,
eating fried rice on deck,
decorated chopsticks,
silk canvas,
pole dragging on river reeds,
koi fish darting by,
lonely fisherman watches
            sitting by rocks on the bank,
clouds well up,
            dragon’s breath,
paper lanterns lighting in bamboo glades,
crickets chirping,
murky depths absorbing dusk,
night has fallen on the Yangtze...
            green river dragon devoured the sun. 

Burges High School
Cielo Vista Library

The Sun is Shinning in My Eyes

Into this new world I come alone, screaming and cold.
Placed into a stranger’s warm and gentle arms,
A blurry image swims in front of me.
Soft cooing voice comforts and quiets.
Unhindered love seeps into my heart.
The sun is shinning in my eyes. 

Taking my first steps across the cool grass.
My parents watching me with pride.
Waiting with outstretched arms and laughter tracing their voices,
Embracing me in a tight hug when I reach them.
The sun is shinning in my eyes. 

Third place in the spelling bee.
Applause echoing in my ears.
Staring down from the stage,
Mommy blows me a kiss.
See my Daddy grin behind the camcorder.
The sun is shinning in my eyes. 

Behind the wheel of my Dad’s Ford.
Driving on the freeway, beads of sweat form on Dad’s forehead.
Pulling into our driveway, he thanks God we arrived unharmed.
Rolling his eyes, he tells Mom it’s her turn now.
Climbing out after him, thinking I drove quite well,
Light in heart, I follow.
The sun is shinning in my eyes. 

Eighteenth birthday is dawning.
The air is thick, clouding with tension.
Sitting around the conference table in the kitchen
An important matter must be discussed
I sit down, instinctively knowing something must be wrong.
Tears glisten in my Mother’s  eyes, her smile wobbly.
Dad’s voice is rough and raspy, “WE have something to tell you.”
His hand covers mine.
A sinking feeling in my stomach,
My heart caught in my throat,
As I wait for a bomb to drop.
“You are adopted.”
Thundering truth making it hard for me to see, yet,
The sun is shinning in my eyes.

My breath is blown away,
My heart in fragments.
Blood drains out of my face, leaving it stark and pale.
My mouth opens, emitting no sound.
Distant sounds of sobbing and rambling come from my Mother.
“You will always be our daughter, never forget that,” urgency colors her voice.
Tears rain down her cheeks.
“But...you can go find your biological mother if you wish.”
Afraid of losing their daughter to a stranger, damming up their emotions.
My beloved Mother’s face buried in her Kleenex.
Father’s eyes wet but reassuring and thoughtful.
The sun is shinning in my eyes. 

Gazing at these two very special people in my life,
Seeing rainbows in the distance,
Realizing all that I have,
Is all I want.
“I don’t need to know,” I whispered when I found my voice.
Joining each other in a family hug,
Letting love blind all doubts and fears.
            I welcomed the sun is shinning in my eyes.

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

Mamita 

Mamita, te veo en mi corazón
y te puedo hablar con mi mente
porque tú eres muy valiente. 

Mamita, mamita, yo te doy mi corazón
y tú me das el tuyo.
Tú me vees dulcemente
y también me puedes hablar
con un murmullo.

Thomas Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Mi Perro

 Mi Perro…
hermoso como una flor
rápido como el viento
chiquito como un ratón. 

Mi Perro… 

suave como un mono de peluche
blanco como la nieve…
pero hay algo que por eso lo quiero
porque siempre está a mi lado
porque es mi major amigo.

Hacienda Heights Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Maestra 

Maestra buena
Mira maestra, este es un secretito
Si unos niños te quieren
Yo también te quiero
hasta con Diosito.

Thomas Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Sorry, no second grade Spanish entries this year.

El Angelito

Dice mamá que tengo
un hermanito que está
en el cielo azul. Yo
quisiera tenerlo conmigo.
Comento mamá que
Dios lo halló tan bello
se lo llevo.  ¿Lo veo
con su coronita de
luz hablando con
María y Jesús?  ¿Qué
más estara haciendo en
el cielo? Ven a jugar con
los de acá le darán dulces
y nieve de fresa. Abre las
puertas de vez en cuando para
que me veas mí tu hermanita
que todavía está aquí en
la tierra. 

Clardy Elementary School
Clardy Fox Library

Querida Abuelita 

Tú eres el viento que sopla.
Tus ojos brillan como el sol.
Cuando huelo una flor me recuerdo de ti,
Como holías como una flor.
En el verano, yo se, todo el día estas allí para mí.
Como deseo que estuvieras conmigo ahorita.
Eres las flores.
Pero no te olivido porque estas en mi corazón.
Yo sé que ya no sufres y estás felíz.
Pero espero cuando todos vamos a estar juntos otra vez.
Yo te llamo Abuelita, Abuelita, Abuelita!
 

Con Cariño,
Su nieta G---- 

Thomas Manor Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Los animales 

Wuf, wuf, el perro blanco,
Wuf, wuf, el perro negro,
Wuf, wuf, el perro dálmata, 

Cua, cua, los patos sacando sus huevos,
Cua, cua, los patitos salen de sus huevos.

Miau, miau, el gato va por el ratón,
miau, miau, el gato corretea al ratón. 

Oink, oink, el cerdo está enlondándose,
oink, oink, el cerdo se sale del lodo. 

Grr, grr, el tigre se come a la serpiente,
grr, gr,r la serpiente muerde al tigre. 

Pio, pio, los patitos juegan,
pio, pio, los patitos se caen. 

Moo, moo, la vaca sale del establo,
moo, moo, la vaca regresa a la cuidad.

 Ysleta Elementary School
Ysleta Library

El Fútbol Soccer 

El fútbol soccer es mi juego favorito
El campo es muy grandecito
Y aunque te pegas poquito.
No quedas tan lastimadito. 

Un jugador de fútbol yo quiero ser
Metiendo goles he de crecer
Y cuando yo sea grande
Con las Chivas yo jugaré. 

En el fútbol se usan tacos
Los guantes, sólo el portero.
Para protección coderas
Y también espinilleras. 

Un buen jugador le tira
Directo a la portería
Porque la meta en el futból
Es meter un gol. 

Mesita Elementary School
Main Library

La Amistad 

Somos tres amigos
que andamos por el camino,
pensando qué hacemos en este mundo
tan profundo.
Y cada uno se separa
y sigue su propio destino.
Pasan los años y se vuelven
a encontrar en el camino
para nunca más dejar
eso tan divino que es
la amistad. 

Eastwood Heights Elementary School
Cielo Vista Library

Mi casita es blanca color de
algodón, con el techo rojo como
un corazón. Roja es la manzana.
La amapola es roja ¿A cuál de
las dos quieres que escoja?
El cielo se mira en el río claro
y descubre entonces un azul hermano.
¡Las flores de mayo son una canción!
El campo se viste con su nueva
falda verde, color esmeralda. ¡ Mi casita
blanca color algodón nos proteje a
todos y tiene corazón!

Eastwood Heights Elementary School
Cielo Vista Library

Mis Colores

C es café, el brillo de mis ojos cuando te veo,
          fue el día que te conocí, es las inspiración que siento
          al verte.

A es azul, son las lágrimas que derramo cuando te
          vas, es el cielo cuando estás a mi lado, es el río
          donde te sueño. 

R es rojo, mi corazón palpitando cada vez más
          rápido cuando estás junto a mí, es del color que
          me pongo cuado te acercas cada vez más, es mi
          noción de saber cómo estás. 

M es morado, la flor que me das cada día, mi felicidad de
          volver a verte, es el lugar de nuestros sueños. 

N es negro, el cielo cuando te vas, es mi corazón al pensar
          que no te volveré a ver, es el lugar donde no apareces en mis sueños. 

Hillside Elementary School
Memorial Park Library

Perrito

Perrito,
por qué eres
traviesito me
muerdes
porque te
quito tu
monitor. 

Perrito,
perrito eres
una bola de
nieve con
chocolate. 

Eres muy
calientito
como una
chamarra de
borregito.

Presa Elementary School
Ysleta Library

Quisiera ser una
lágrima tuya,
para nacer en tus
ojos verdes y vivir en
tus mejillas y morir
en tus labios rojos.

Zavala Elementary School
Clardy Fox Library

 A Ti...

A ti, madre mía, porque siempre me
acómpañas en las buenas y en las malas...
A ti, padre mío, porque me cuidas y me
proteges...
A ti, hermana mía, porque me ayudas a ser
mejor...
A ti, hermano mío, porque me has ayudado a
comprender las cosas...
A todos ustedes mi familia, porque me
comprenden, me ayudan y me demuestran
todo su amor...
A todos los amo por lo que son, son como
una luz que se prende y que se apaga
cada vez que se enojan y que se ponen
felíz...
Y a ti, sobre todo, Dios te agradezco cada
día más por haberme dado esta familia tan
“maravillosa”.

Alicía R. Chacón Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Por Qué Te Fuiste 

De niña no aprecié,
Tus regaños y consejos,
Y nunca yo te dije,
Lo mucho que te quiero. 

Y hoy que no te tengo,
Extraño tus consejos,
Por eso a Dios le ruego,
Que vuelvas de regreso. 

Ahora sólo puedo llorar,
Porque te fuiste lejos,
Y solo puedo llevarte flores,
al cementerio.

East Montana Middle School
Clardy Fox Library

Papá 

Gracias papá
por brindarme
confianza y
darme libertad. 

Por hacerme un
buen hijo, y por ayudarme
a decretar los conflictos
de la mejor manera. 

Gracias, papá,
por enseñarme
a apreciar la vida
y a encontrar la
felicidad en todo lo
que se presente
en mi camino.

Hacienda Heights Elementary School
Lower Valley Library

Eres tú
A ti te quiero
A ti te busco
Y a ti te ancontraré 

Buscaré por aquí
Buscaré por allá
Buscaré en todas partes
Hasta poderte encontrar. 

Busqué arriba y encontré
El sol, el sol que aluza el día
Encontré la luna, la luna que
Canta y los estrellas que brillan. 

Así como ví el sol, la luna y
Las estrellas, veo una lágrima,
Veo una flor, veo unos ojos
llenos de amor. 

Quisiera ser tu cielo y tierra
Quisiera ser tu viento y mar
Quisiera ser tu luz y sombra
Tu sueño y realidad. 

Salvador H. Sánchez Middle School
Ysleta Library

                  
Qué Triste

Qué triste es no darse cuenta de que ya no estás, qué
triste no darse cuenta de la realidad.
Qué triste es saber que te quiero tanto y qué triste saber
que tu nunca te diste cuenta.
Qué triste de aquellos felices moment-os, qué triste que 
solo son recuerdos.
Qué triste es quererte tanto y olividarte no puedo.
Qué triste es no poderte decir lo tanto que te amo y qué
triste es no poder arrancarte de mis pensamientos.

Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Library

Mamá

 Mi mamá es como un rosal
que cuando es mala
se  pone roja
y cuando es buena
es muy hermosa
ella me dio la vida
por eso la quiero como a mi vida
por ella le bajo la luna y las estrellas
porque como madre solo hay una

Henderson Middle School
Clardy Fox Library

A mi madre 

Madre tan buena y comprensiva
Madre tan amable y divertida
Te quiero más que a mi vida
Por que siempre me llenas de alegría
Eres la rosa más bella en mi jardín
Eres la rosa que amo, esté triste o felíz
Yo sé que siempre estás ahí
Para escuchar lo que tengo que decir
Por eso doy gracias que seas mi madre
Y aunque no siempre estés jovencita
Yo siempre te recordaré
Como mi bella y linda madrecita 

East Montana Middle School
Clardy Fox Library

Mi clase de español 

A mi clase de español
la quiero con todo mi corazón.
Mis amigos y yo,
armamos un gran reventón.
La maestra es estrícta,
y nos calma con su miradita.
Todos sabemos que hay que estudiar,
no perdemos tiempo
y nos empezamos a calmar.
Estudiamos los acentos,
a los cuales no entendemos,
pero nunca nos rendiremos.
La maestra no tiene paciencia,
y no le gusta nuestra ausencia.
Al terminar la clase aprendemos otra lección,
pero no significa que ya se acabó el reventón. 

Ysleta Middle School
Ysleta Library

El error de la muerte

Muerte,
ya sé que me quieres llevar.
Llévame si quieres,
pero me voy a escapar.
No es por ofenderte,
pero estás demente.
No me has podido llevar,
porque soy inteligente.
Muerte,
te vas a morir sin haberme llevado.
Ya te llevas muchos años de estar intentando,
pero lucharé con la vida que tengo.
Al final de tu intento,
le diré adios a este mundo,
en el cual ahorita mismo vivo
en una vida alegre y contento.
Sé que soy immortal,
¿nunca supiste esto?,
yo ya lo sabía
por eso vivo con mucha energía.

Ysleta Middle School
Ysleta Library

   Sorry, no ninth grade Spanish entries this year.  

Juventud

Sueño del que no quisiéramos
despertar.
Ilusión del poder demostrar
que todos lo que queremos
se puede lograr,
Sin importar cuánto tendvemos
que esperar.
Saber intentar
pero a la vez aceptar
lo bueno o malo
que pueda pasar.
Entender que podemos cuidar
todo lo que está por terminar.
Aprovechar todo lo que nos da
el estudiar,     
para así alcanzar
todo lo que deseamos finalízar.         

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

No second place winner

Jovenes!

Al despertar vi la erupción de un Nuevo yo,
y al levantarme descubrí que no era igual.
Ya no había luces encendidas por las noches,
y había olvidado las canciones de mamá.

 ¡Ya no soy niña, más bien mujer!
He descubierto que el momento no es perfecto,
pero muy cerca de perfecto puede estar.

 Pasar las horas escogiendo maquillaje,
sonar despierta con el chico que te encante,
vivir la vida sin temor a equivocarse,
mover el mundo e intentar ser un desastre.

 Inconcientes somos, creyéndonos maduros
somos los niños, jugando a ser adultos,
la vida plena que buscan los ancianos,
y la alegría de todos los humanos.

 Vive estos días que rápido se van,
pero cuida muy bien a donde vas,
que cada paso que des en estos días
en tu futuro cara a cara lo verás.

 Fuera elegancias y tontas etiquetas,
vive la vida y disfruta lo que tengas,
somos muy fuertes y rápidos pensantes,
grandes amigos a la hora del desastre.

 No nos detengan y déjennos brillar,
con el deslumbro de cada despertar
que lo que hoy vive, mañana morirá
y juventud en vejez se tornará.

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

No second place winner

Sábana Blanca

Me digiere el subrealismo
de la vida cotidiana
desenvolviendo algún dualismo
que atrae mi neutralidad humana. 

Mente de sentido trivial
Intelecto mundano,
antagonismo crucial
en la exaltación de inhumano.

Bowie High School
Main Library

Nada 

La luna, las estrellas y las flores,
princesas, ángeles y caballeros
pensamientos que tengo en mi cabeza
y el amor que existe en mi corazón.
Útimamente no pienso con coherencia
y en lo que escribo no encuentro la razón
quisiera tan sólo dormirme
y que no volviera a sentir mi corazón
me gustaría dejarlo todo
mandar las cosas al demonio
dejar de existir como ahora existo
quisiera perder la razón
pero no puedo dejar de existir
mucho menos perder la razón
alguien dijo que yo era luz
es curioso, no me ilumino ni yo.
Empiezo a desvariar de nuevo
aunque esta no sea mi decisión
mejor voy a dormir
espero que al despertar mi mundo esté mejor.

Hanks High School
Irving Schwartz Library

   No third place winner.