D.'s homework
I am going to write
A poem tonight
But my mother said
It is time for bed
I was so angry, I wanted to shout
I wanted to shout but couldn't decide what about
About that poem that sits in my head?
About my mom sending me to bed?
I was afraid to lose all the rhymes,
I did not shout
I sat quiet
I did not go to bed
And I wrote a poem
Oh, well!
The end
* * *
A thousand thoughts run in my head
All those things I am thinking about are not good and not bad
They’re just thoughts
And dreams that I have.
They are jumping around
They chase each other
They are like my children
And I am their father.
* * *
New words “REVOLVES”, “PENTOMINO”,
“GERONIMO” and couple more
I did not know them before.
* * *
My mom has book about me
About how to raise me,
Because I am spirited and all
And drive my parents crazy.