by L.A. Green
A name poem I wrote for a class last year. :)
|This is just a little name poem I wrote for a creative writing class I took last year. (ninth grade) So yeah. :)
It means hyper, secretive, and strange.
It is the number twelve.
It is like the color of leaves in the spring.
It is becoming an older sister.
It is the memory of Nanny,
Who taught me the true meaning of family.
When she was there to help with little kid troubles.
My name is Lexi.
It means don't treat others badly, you don't know how much longer you have to be with them.
(Nanny is my late grandmother on my father's side. Just so y'all know.) :)