poems

I sit in the very last seat in Mr.Breiger's class, next to a tall cabinet. On the cabinet, he stuck a couple poems that students wrote in the beginning of the year. I used to dislike the poems. They were unpolished and ugly,  just paragraphs split up into choppy lines. But everyday I read them. I've probably read each of them at least 50 times. And each time, I begin to like the poem more. I begin to see how people spill truth into their writing, and it's beautiful.