Community Poem

My home

My school

My own little world


The sky

Big trees

Stone houses


The world stretches further 

But I love my bubble

And my love 

Stretches farther further

Than words


Animals, plants

They are safe 

They are calm

They are beautiful


My mind can save the violence

My mind can save the world

Education, bravery, knowledge

Art, logic, creativity




Sparkling hearts of sandstone and ruby

Emerald and gold


Light dancing across emotion

Changing the way we view life

The way we view the world 


The world might stretch

Until the small bubble bursts

But even in silence

There is still the music

Of love



Laughing and talking

Immersing ourselves into each other

Naturally echoing

Echoing, Echoing

I am never part

Of any community




we will all agree

That  we’re together

We will all agree



I want to be a better listener

I want to be a better friend

I want to change the world

And make a print of my hand 

In blood-red ink

On the world


I want to change communities for the better

I want to make them beautiful


My bubble expands 

The tips of my fingers

Graze the surface

Of nowhere


Life is breathed 

Through all sides






A trusting home

Uniquely beautiful 

Depending on the little lights


Sparkling Dancing




The ocean is blue,

It tastes like salt,

It sounds like the waves,

It smells like marine life,

It looks like the rippling surface,

It makes me feel happy.


Dressed Up

Dressed up with a bow

Dancing, singing as I go

To go see JoJo



Philly Poem

Walk down the busy streets of Philly 

To the library a few blocks away 

Get at least five books per week

At the playground I 

read while Elio played.


Pass, kick, shoot, Score! 

Playing soccer at Capitolo

Few things I love more


Hungry! Me and Elio say

Surprise! Going to P’unk Burger

Hooray! Hooray!  


The delicious cheesy burger

A gluten free bun

Fries covered in Vinegar

Oh foodie fun 


And my house, oh how I love my house

My awesome bedroom with biggest bed

Basement playroom, messy as ever

TV ready for Friday movie night


In June on a special day

Go to the Pride Parade

Been Out and Proud 

Since 3rd grade


Bright Rainbows make me feel Glad 

that I am safe and supported here 


I love Philly, 


City of



Home Poem



Warm sugar cookies that my Grandmom prepares.

I love to look, I love to stare.

She always told me not to share 

What has been in her generations for years.

My Mom is sick with a cold. But she’s so bold,

We would not even know if she hadn’t told.

My Dad is kind, my Dad is nice, 

And he never shot down a game of dice.

My little sister is sleeping.

She is so peaceful, she doesn’t notice me peeking.

I can’t escape it, these feelings of home, 

But really, life is unknown.


Blue Sky

Blue sky at my house

Green grass near by the black road

The cat is orange



With all these problems in the world,

we need someone to make a twirl.


With our ozone layer tearing it apart,

we need people that have a heart.


Our ocean is polluted, filled with trash,

we need to empty it by using our cash.


With these problems, our earth could burn,

so we need to stop and take a turn.


But there are other problems beside the weather,

our world in general is tearing apart like paper in a shredder.


People are killing, robbing, and have no hope,

but we need to come together like a knot on a rope.


We need to love, we don’t need to hate,

you don’t need to hate, but rather appreciate.


Our world is filled with war, hate, and sadness,

when it should be peaceful, lovely, and filled with happiness.


All we need to do is love together,

so we all can become brothers and sisters.




By Grace Heinold


I am not good enough

I will not believe

That I am perfect just the way I am

Because the fact is

I am unwanted

I won’t listen to the people who say

It’s ok

When everything is turning on me I will remember

It’s all my fault

I can’t listen to people who think

I’m beautiful

When I look in the mirror I know

I’m worthless

I don’t have to believe

People will like me


(Now read from bottom to top.)

Grace Heinold is 12 years old and lives in Medford Lakes, NJ with her family.  In her spare time she loves practicing gymnastics and cuddling her two dogs. Currently, she is a Girl Scout Cadette and is working on her Silver Award, which is focused on helping shelter dogs in need. She is also utterly obsessed with Duck Donuts. In her free time, she loves to bike around town with her friends.   

I’ll make a deal with you

I’ll make a deal with you
By Grace Polito

I came to show

Not to the ones who know

But to the ones who need

A bit of a deed

Done in their favor

Like I’m their savior


What is it, you may ask

Oh, just a small task

I will help you out

And, no doubt

It will aid you

A lifetime breakthru


My deeds come with a small price

If you misjudge, I’ll roll the dice

And trust me, you young lad

They won’t be your comrade


It is all a package deal

Wrapped up and with a seal

I will spill the contents

And Grace now presents:


Buy one get one deed for free

The insides you may not see

But trust me they will impact

Your living in your dream act


One day will come

Do not run

I know what’s too little

And I know what’s too brittle


A spark will overcome your body

Side effects, your thoughts become shoddy

But when you wake up from your trance

This will be your final chance

Undo the misdoings you have done

Finally you will have won


Just remember what I said

There will be no, “you plead”

That small price

Would be your demise

Grace Polito lives with her mom, dad, and little brother in Center City Philadelphia. Life is hectic in the city, but Grace still finds time to draw, write and read. She is in the seventh grade at the Julia Reynolds Masterman Laboratory and Demonstration School.