rewrite poem

Consider watchin this small dust flowin in the glass
By atoms moving
Can u believe that the body I control can’t love thy
And in his mistress' flame playing lik a switch
Was turned into cinders by her eye
Yes in death as life express is unblest
Cuz it haven’t express the the death
Even lovers ashes find no rest
Till the day I die,
I will think of her as my life
Ill give my soul to see her in her lovely house wear
I hope she was always here. Ill move on till next year.

future poem

im sitten, in ms.morrison's class thinkin bout the past.
how i got to this point.
Playing football and working on my grades.
i won mvp in little league,
now im bout to help set history at nbp.
I see my self holding up superbowl trophies and all star Mvp
a woman on my side which will be my wife, i see.
I see my self at my sons little league games,
and my daughter cheering at games.
I see my self training kids n pros to become the best athletes that can be.
I see my self being the best person i can be.
the only thing that can stop me is me being lazy.