- Poem by Michael Schwendeman, Grade 8

Seems like a vapor that you just can't see
Something surrounding, puzzling me
The ideal perfection you can't wait to receive
One beautifully glorious mystery

Something like a vapor carried on by the breeze
Its splendor unknown due to its secrecy
It is always around and watching with care
Attempting to cast away all known despair

Kind of like a vapor, fluent and free
Drifting this way and that, wherever it will please
Desiring only to live with tranquility
The core importance is its humility

And as this vapor waits for the faithful and true
Wishing only that somehow we knew
That along the horizon, the future in store
Heaven was waiting through the open door

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