Andrew walks so carefully
in the land of giant hopes.
Andrew girns so silently,
in the land of elves and faeries.
Andrew plans so very much,
in the land of desks and notebooks.
Andrew sits so quiety,
carefully, silently, planting.
CM 1997
SUN-by Andrew Jaramillo
The sun is like a bright
face lighting up.
when the clouds form,
the sun is still there.
When the rain pours,
the sun dries up.
The sun slowly trudges across the bare sky,
and finally
the sun is gone.
Andrew 1997