A poet came to our school today
He told us to write about what happened to us today
And put it in a poem
Most people will try and make their poem rhyme
Something like Sarah's:
Roses are red
Their leaves are green
My brother hit me
I think he's mean
Or something equally as confined
Me,
I wrote a freeform
A girl called me names at lunch
A boy pushed me down today
And the teacher,
She forgot I was here when she called roll
Invisible is my middle name
A poet came to our school today
He told us to write about what
Happened to us today
And put it in a poem.
