Poems

Here are some poems I wrote for my English class.  I am not going to put the name on the second one for obvious reasons.

Bo

I love the way your eyes light up when you’re sneaking on me

I love that I am your number 5

I love that you will only paint with red

I love that you get jealous when I play with other kids

I love that you brought a feather duster to church

I love that you wanted wear red converse like me

I love that you ask to do arts

I love when you give me big hugs and wet kisses

I love that you ask to pee on a tree

I love it when you sing silly songs with me

I love that only some of your shoes are fast

I love that I get to be a part of your life

Poem 2

No four year old should have B.O.

No kid should be that bruised up

Every four year old should know more than 5 words

I wish I could make it all better

No kid should ever say Daddy hits Mommy

Your separation anxiety is beyond extreme

Preschoolers should want attention

I wish I could make it all better

You are never dressed for the weather

Kids should want to play with others

Boys should be rough but not that rough

I wish I could make it all better