By Ryan, age 4
Posts Tagged: grandma
(inspired by a poem by Jeffrey McDaniel)
The government has decided
to only allow us 167 words per day.
Nobody hears me.
The only one who hears me is my Grandma
because it’s silent, and she’s the one who sits with me.
And at school there is touching but not talking,
just making hand signals.
I feel like I’m not on the planet.
And when I get home nobody is talking.
I want to save my words for my Grandma
because she is so sweet.
I would like to tell her, “I love you.
You are my soul. You are my sky.”
By Natalia, 3rd grade
This poem is featured as part of the 2012 A Poem A Day campaign, a National Poetry Month celebration by Writers in the Schools (WITS) that features a different poem by a WITS student every day during April. Click here to learn more.