Who am I?

This poem was written for this blog to let everyone know who I really am.

By Theresa Sinclair

I think that I am quiet, because I love to read and rhyme.

An impulsive, fun loving risk taker almost all of the time.

I go from one extreme to the other in the blink of an eye.

I put up many different fronts, although I cannot tell you why.

At school, I’m like the other teens just trying to survive the day.

An emotional and demanding girl who likes to get her way.

At times I can be domineering, a gift from my mother I presume.

A self righteous but persuasive being, taught to ask and not assume.

Sociable and charming, with many friends both near and far.

Egocentric and unusual, some may even say bizarre.

My influential nature prompts me to take the lead. 

While my pessimistic ranting, causes my foes to concede.

When my school day’s finally over then the “real me” may appear,

I tend to be self-critical, direct, decisive and yet sincere.

Gregarious in many ways, especially among my peers.

Trusting and observing, still realistic about my fears.

My name is Theresa E. Sinclair, after Great Grandma Crook.

A rare eccentric child who deserves a second look.

I like to think I’m complicated, both a lion and a lamb.

It could take a lifetime to discover who I am.

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Enemy Fire

By Arthur T. Vallas (my Cousin)
Written for a highschool English class assignment.

Bullets flying past

Enemies moving fast

My eyes are blurry

My Enemies shooting with furry

The night before Halloween

by Theresa Sinclair
Written for an English Class assignment.

T’was the night before Halloween
As I walked through the house.
While sipping my drink
I spilled some on my blouse.

So off to the kitchen

I went for a towel.

When back in the living room

I heard a soft growl.

Silence The Tolling Bells

by Arthur T. Vallas (my cousin)

Ring in all the good and ring out the sorrow.

Remember fondly days gone by

Forget the pain and reasons why.

Ring out your poignant feelings for tomorrow.

Tectonic Plates

by Theresa Sinclair

Sung to the tune of ABC’s or Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Written for a school assignment.

A top-o-graphic map creates

Location of the earth’s tectonic plates

Finding earthquakes

Big and small

Volcanoes, and fault lines

Showing them all.

Now we see how they relate

And where not to buy our real-estate.

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For the Love of John & June

By Theresa Elizabeth Sinclair
About the love affair that was Johnny and June Carter Cash. I wrote it because I had just seen the movie "Walk the Line". It was awesome!

Valerie June was only ten

When she captured John’s heart.

He knew that he loved her,

Right from the very start.

To his radio he listened

When he was a child

The love of her music

Would drive young Johnny wild.

Johnny grew up quickly

After his brother died.

Never to recover

No matter how he tried.

Scooby Doo Will Catch You!

by Theresa Sinclair
I helped my little brother write this for an English assignment.


Ghosts, ghouls and goblins
And banshees beware
The mystery machine
Soon will be there

Shaggy and Scooby
Are hot on your tread
With some help from Velma,
Daphne and Fred

Ben Barker's Bad Luck

by Theresa Sinclair
This is all about Sweeney Todd. One of my favorite movies!

The old woman she wonders
About the chimney’s foul smell.
She warns all the patrons
But more meat pies Lovette’s sell.

Have a little poet,
Perhaps a baker or priest.
Mrs. Lovette’s meat pies
Are a tasty meaty feast.

10 reasons why you’re perfect

Random Thoughts by Theresa Sinclair
1. You send me flowers when you screw up in my dreams
2. You call me at 3 in the morning to tell me how much you love me
3. You smell amazing every time I hug you
4. You make me feel pretty when I feel like crap.
5. Your smile is playful and cute.
6. I feel safe and secure when I’m with you
7. You make me laugh
8. You’re always there when I need you
9. You’re my best friend
10. You’re all mine

THE GIFT

by Theresa Sinclair
I wrote this for my mom. Every year on our (me and my siblings) birthdays she describes the events that lead up to the day of our births. The feelings she and my dad felt and how grateful she was for the wonderful gifts that God gave her.  I love this poem!


On a day like today
Not so long ago.
Arrived a small gift
Without wrapping or bow.

It came full of sunshine
To help warm the day.
And glistening moon light
To help brighten the way.

A sprinkle of mischief
Excitement to share
A miracle of life
An answer to our prayer.

It brought with it laughter
And heartfelt content.
A simple expression
Of a moment well spent.

It came filled with wonder
And questions galore.
It brought with it gladness
We’ve never felt before.

This present is special
It came from above.
It was given to us
To cherish and love.

It showed us the meaning
Of life and its worth.
A small piece of heaven
Of our own here on earth.

With two eyes that twinkle,
Ten fingers and toes,
A beautiful smile,
And a cute button nose.

There’s no better present
We know this is true.
For you see little one
That special gift was you

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