Tuesday, March 5, 2013


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.


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

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