"My Snowy Lane," Ettienne Sanjamino, Sixth Grade, IS 227Q

I look this way

You look that

My path’s snowy

Your path’s flat

You look down your path

That’s where everyone goes

My path looks quiet

Like untouched snow

I start to approach the untaken path

I want to explore that snow-covered lane

Follow your heart I hear inside me

Go, explore!  Make up your own game

I ran down my path

My snow-covered lane

I skipped through my forest

I played my own game

I observed all the birds

I climbed all the trees

I lay in the snow

I felt the cold breeze

I took my lane and felt no shame