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“Hightstown, NJ” By: Cynthia Pando It is extremely pretty Even though it is not a city

I lived there for many years It is the place that I shed many tears

I was not born here But in my heart I hold it so dear

I made many friends even though I only talk to one Who says she wants to become a nun

I lived there in an apartment not in a house I remember when I saw in the apartment’s kitchen, a mouse

Hightstown is where I developed my dream To become a pediatrician and have my parents beam

My life back then was simple I never even got a pimple

I remember the light spring breeze And how much my friends would tease

Even though I got tired of the small town I don’t remember wearing a frown

A special place – Thomas Cox

When you are at st.marks You never hear any snide remarks For it is a caring community Filled with opportunity Weather you are in the third form Were life can be a storm Or if you are a member of the upper form Where hard work is the norm You can always find peace Until your stress decrease Weather on the basketball court Were you have the whole school’s support Or in the dinning hall Were the amount of chicken is never small Or in the forbs center Where many gifted enter Or in the math wing If numbers is your thing Or even in the Music Hall And listen to nat play his Les Paul Or if you are a senior on the quad You can feel like a God Some find the library a place of rest Even though you are surrounded by the stressed But there are other things about SM that are cool In academics we rule And in sports We get prizes of all sorts And the Hinkle room is a blast Because it is like looking into the past Plus the students are great Because we can all relate Because we are all here for a reason Some to help make the perfect season Some to get good grades And a wide verity of other special trades The falculty are the best Any student would be impressed Cause they are so smart And filled with heart It is no wonder why our students are elite And why our skills can’t be beat Which is why st.maks is a special place

“ Tenafly” by Michelle Seo

I’ve lived in all different places, From Korea to the States, But the most familiar faces Are the ones with NJ plates.

Tenafly is my hometown Where I grew up as a youngster, Where I could play ‘till sundown And nobody would stir.

For five years I bonded With that special town, Tenafly; Everyday I sounded A cry of joy to the NJ sky.

I moved several times since then But the town remains clear in my mind. I visit it over and over again Because it is one of a kind.

I miss you, old town of New Jersey, My love, my life, my soulmate; Where the wind used to make my face rosy, And for whom I will always await.

 My Room

A place to sleep. A place to rest. My place to be me And no one else. A place to relax. A place to chat. A place to read and A place to unwind. My room.

By Rhys Athayde