Originally published on August 14, 2009.

I’m sitting here, right now,
my belly full of cookies,
my raincoat hung on the hook.
The rain is pouring down outside,
but I still think wistfully of today.
Earlier, we ate our breakfast
and headed out into the village.
Children laughed, people ran,
and the storefronts seemed to shine.
Ice cream clutched in waffle cones,
our coats zipped up against the chill,
we navigated the busy village streets.
We took the cable car up the mountain
where the beauty makes
you want to sing.

 

By Amelia, 5th grade
[photo by geoftheref via flickr]

apad2This poem is featured as part of the 2009 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by WITS that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click on the logo to the left to learn more.

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  1. Grandma Mary

    Amelia, I love your poem! You can smell the cookies and the waffle cones. It makes me want to go on vacation right now!

    Thank you for sharing!

    Bernie

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