Posted April 16, 2012 & filed under Poem of the Day.

The moment I would freeze

would be the moment I saw my newborn sister.

I would touch her soft and fragile

skin. I would see her intense brown eyes that when the sun

hits them look like caramel all sweet and soft that you

would love to eat but you can’t eat them. When the

darkness hits them they are like two big dark clouds approaching

you, trying to scare you. Her eyes are soft and scary

but still they are beautiful. I would look at her face and

try to make out her expression. If I see pain, I would

try to comfort her and make her happy. If I see joy,

I would play and play with her.

by Angel, 7th grade

Click the link (above) to listen to the poem read on KPFT radio by Kiana Adoin, a 4th grader from Parker Elementary in Houston.

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.

Querida hermanita (Dear Little Sister)

Posted April 27, 2011 & filed under Poem of the Day.

Querida hermanita,
tu cabello es tan brillante
como las estrellas.
Tus manos son tan suaves
como las plumas de los pájaros.
Tus ojos son tan claros
como el agua del mar,
y tus labios son tan rojos
como las rosas.
Tus orejas tienen aretes
que parecen como joyas amarillas,
muy brillantes.
Tu sonrisa es tan blanca
como una perla,
y tu ropa parece como un arcoíris.
Tú eres tan valiente
como el fuego,
y corres tan rápido
como el chita.
Tú eres tan buena
que yo te daría todo mi amor,
como tú me lo diste a mí,
y te daría todas las perlas
que encuentre en el fondo del mar.
Dear little sister,
Your hair is very shiny
like the stars.
Your hands are so soft
like the feathers of the birds.
Your eyes are so clear
like the water in the sea,
and your lips are so red
like the roses.
Your ears have earrings that look like
yellow jewels,
very shiny.
Your smile is so white
like a pearl,
and your clothes look like a rainbow.
You are so brave
like the fire,
and you run so fast
like the cheetah.
You are so nice that
I would give you all my love,
like the way you gave it to me,
and I would give you all the pearls
that I could find in the bottom of the sea.

by Camila, 2nd grade
[photo by Just Megan via flickr]

This poem (originally posted on 8/10/2010) is featured as part of the 2011 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 learn more.

What to Do

Posted September 28, 2009 & filed under Notebook.

My sister tells me what to do.
She tells me to get whatever she wants.
Three weeks ago,
she told me to do the dishes.
There were a lot of bubbles
and the sink got all wet.

By Samantha, 1st grade
[photo by Kaija via flickr]

My Life with An Older Sister

Posted May 4, 2009 & filed under Notebook.


I was lying on a hill, looking at the sky so blue.

Usually, in the evening, we go outside to look for comets.

I’ve always remembered how you’ve helped me with my homework,
maybe over 1000 times.

When I was three and you were nine, I loved sharing my day with you,
walking the dog, talking about school.

At age eleven, you changed, starting acting more mature,
and I felt left out.

Sometimes, love can be painful,
like cutting yourself with a knife.

But I love you still as much as a doctor needs patients,
as much as a home needs a family.

Does the sunset ever get hungry since it only eats dinner?

My heart beats all the time, but beats quite hard when I’m around you.

Writing valentines to you is not like eating brussel sprouts.

It is like if we were both twins, had the same classes,
and could talk about the same things every day.

Mary Grace, 3rd Grade
[photo by je suis amy via flickr]