Spring 2001

I hum the tunes of Spears

As I overcame my fears

And walked into a classroom

Full of artists waiting to bloom

Summer 2010

It is hot

Wish I be here not

City of Sin, with all its majestic glory

Stacked with kauri

Fall 2012

What am I to become

Doctor, Lawyer, Teacher?

But those buildings

Won’t leave my brain

Winter 2014

Art, art, art

I’ll make my mark

As an engineer

My everlasting career