Stephen Crane poetry

In a lonely place,
I encountered a sage
Who sat, all still,
Regarding a newspaper.
He accosted me:
"Sir, what is this?"
Then I saw that I was greater,
Aye, greater than this sage.
I answered him at once,
"Old, old man, it is the wisdom of the age."
The sage looked upon me with admiration.

I like this cause he knows that he is more wise then the old man.  

Final Blog

My favorite topic that I wrote about was the one about my favorite post with the choices of Edgar Allen Poe. I did not like the topic about where places from the sisters' time in Harlem. Most of the time when I wrote my blogs I would just write the minimum I was required to write. I unfortunately probably will not continue to blog unless I think about it and I would recommend next years juniors writing them.