El mar inclinando en los ojos de mi mamá (The Ocean Leaning into My Mother’s Eyes)

Posted May 9, 2012 & filed under Notebook.

 

El mar inclinando en los ojos de mi mamá
Los ojos de mi mamá son azul como el agua.
Las olas son como la felicidad de ella.
La corriente es como su enojo.
Las rocas son la soledad.

(Translation)

My mother’s eyes are blue like the water.
The waves are her joy.
The current is her anger.
And the rocks are her solitude.

by Liliana, 2nd grade
Photo by BN catchesthelight via Flickr

Ode to My Mom

Posted May 7, 2010 & filed under Notebook.

Oh mom, without you,
I wouldn’t be able to get food.
I also wouldn’t have anyone
to play with.
Without you,
I wouldn’t even have my birthday.
Oh mom, how wonderful you are.
You are a wizard in the kitchen.
You are a great reader.
You cook me food.
You play with me,
you take care of me.

By Reeti, 2nd grade
[photo by mccluskey via flickr]

Mom

Posted April 5, 2010 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Originally published on May 5, 2009.

My mom’s voice is like the
sound of rain pelting hard
on the ground. Her hair is
soft like a piece of cotton candy.
Her ears can hear from a
hundred miles. She sees
like a hawk and she looks
like pieces of sand moving
in the desert.
When she yells, it sounds like
a coyote howling in the night.
When she steps on the ground,
it sounds like a giant dog
running toward its owner
faster, faster. When she eats,
I can barely hear her
like a butterfly flying by.

By Lorenzo, 3rd grade
[photo by aimzy 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.

My Mom

Posted May 8, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

Every time my mom comes home,
she gives us a big hug.

When she cooks the tacos, she makes
them just right.

She loves us so much, as much as
100 peanuts or 2,000 fish.

When she smiles, she looks like
an angel.

When she colors, she stays in the
lines and makes the picture so neat.

When she’s finished, she hangs it in
our room so we remember her.

By Amanda, 3rd grade
[photo by sillyishrose via flickr]

All the Things My Mama Does for Me

Posted April 27, 2009 & filed under Poem of the Day.

My mama combs my hair every day
My mama cooks fried chicken for me
My mama gives me a hug when I’m sad
My mama gives me oranges, apples, and grapes
My mama washes my dresses for me
My mama reads books to me at the hospital
My mama colors pictures with me
My mama takes me to the beach
My mama named me China because she thought it was beautiful

By China, 2nd grade
[photo by javanutmom via flickr]

apad2
This 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.