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"Miracles" by: Walt Whitman

Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or stand under trees in the woods, Or talk by day with any one I love, or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love, Or sit at table at dinner with the rest, Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car, Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon, Or animals feeding in the fields, Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles, The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.

To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, Every cubic inch of space is a miracle, Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.

To me the sea is a continual miracle, The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves— the ships with men in them, What stranger miracles are there?

The poem is about miracles. The author discusses how he feels about miracles and what miracles are to him. He uses personifications by comparing objects to miracles. He also used imagery to create pictures in my mind.

How Do I Love Thee? Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

This poem is about love. She is telling what love is. her The author is comparing her love to other things. She used similes to compare and some metaphors. Basically, the poem tells of how she will love the better when she is dead.

Acquainted with the Night Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right I have been one acquainted with the night.

This poem is about being introduced to night. It tells of actual happenings of the nighttime. This poem has rhymes used in every other sentence. It also uses imagery to show a visual picture of the night.

"Lullabies" By: All Time Low

Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right. "Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said. Alone and far from home we'll find you...

Dead - Like a candle you burned out; spill the wax over the spaces left in place of angry words. Scream - To be heard, like you needed any more attention; throw the bottle, break the door, and disappear.

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry."

Forever's never seemed so long as when you're not around it's like a piece of me is missing. I could have learned so much from you but what's left now? Don't you realize you shot this family a world of pain? Can't you see there should have been a happy ending we let go?

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams, waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry."

Sing me to sleep. Sing me to sleep. Sing me to sleep. Sing me to s...

Sing me to sleep (You've taken so much with you...) I'll see you in my dreams, (But left the worst with me...), waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry." I'm sorry, I'm sorry

This song is about the singers brother that died. His brother died from suicide. He basically shows his emotions of how the death made him feel. In this song there is the use of a simlie comparing "forevers." Also, a similie is used to compare death to a candle that has been burned out. That is the analysis of this song.

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**I am __Hippo Halley Hayden__**
__**I am still as happy as can be**__
 * I am loud and bubbly**
 * I want to buy a giraffe**
 * I wonder how long I'll live**
 * I am Hippo Halley Hayden**
 * I love to nom on food**
 * I worry when there are storms**
 * I am really impatient**
 * I am Hippo Halley Hayden**
 * I understand life is difficult**
 * I know mine is __bittersweet__**