I used to be . . .
By Stella-Mae Schmidt
Tenderloin Community School
I used to be a piece of dirt, and now I am a flower
filled with beauty everyday and with love every hour
I used to used to be a stranded branch but now I am a tree
but instead of looking down I smile with glee
I used to be a basketball but now I am a player
I can do a slam-dunk jumping up in the air
I used to be asleep but now I am wake
And see everything, the real from the fake
Music Credit: Bela Fleck, Debussy's "Children's Circle"
