A couple of months ago Tiger, Polar bear, Giraffe, and myself went on a tour similar to the one Tiger and me went to today. During the guide's insentient talking, it was inevitable that they got board. Giraffe finally had enough, and ran to one of the paintings the docent was talking about and poked it. The museum people were NOT happy with us but what would you expect? Since then I have not forgotten how Giraffe touched a one hundred year old painting, I wonder how it felt?
Besides the art museum I made a poem recently. It is 100% original (I hate copycats).
Free
like a Sparrow
By Ryan Langston, age 12
Seeing a
singing sparrow soar though the skies-
Always,
brings joyous tears to my eyes,
To gaze to
the heavens, as I might try-
To see a
spectacle, so carefree, as it flies-
And for it
not to worry about evil, and many a lie.
But, here on
the land, I will stand-
With nothing
to demand.
And yet as my
hands are bound,
The world
will still go 'round.
I wish
nothing more for my story-
Nothing
besides to fly free without worry,
Like a
sparrow in the sky.