When I was in Gr 11, my English teacher submitted our poems to a competition. Mine ended up being selected and was published in the Canadian 2002 edition of "A Celebration of Young Poets". This is the poem. I changed one word though...because I did not like it anymore.. so it is ALMOST origional.
Tribulation
My life is like a pumpkin
Carved out in the fall
Teenagers stomp it on the street
It isn't fun at all
My life is like a snowman
Constructed in the winter
By busy little tender hands
Unfortunately, the sun works faster
My life is like a butterfly
Fluttering on a summer's day
Without the cocoon it would be nothing
There is always a price to pay
My life is like a flower
Blooming in the spring
Resisting through harsh weather
For pollen it must bring
Yet throughout the seasons, life tends to grow
Pumpkins glow with trick or treat
And the sky gives off its snow
The flower reaches to the sun
The caterpillar receives its wings
Perhaps, that is why my life is full
of so many beautiful things