I love my eyes
I can see the sky and my girlfriend.
I can see my way to school
my eyes are black like my mom’s.
Thank my feet
with you I can play soccer
with my feet I can walk to the park
I can run with my feet.
–Saul Garcia, age 15
From the WritersCorps book “Mangos Have No Borders” at Mission High School
Poem of the Month: November 2009