A Poem A DayOh, clock,
tickey tock,
you point
at me
with your nose
on your head
and you tell
me what time
it is. Your
sound is
like when you
tap your
shoe on
the ground. Your
head is
hanging like a
picture. You can
only count
to twelve.
(photo by badboy69 via flickr)
In this blog Writers in the Schools (WITS) celebrates kids--in their own words. We feature essays, stories, and poems that were created by K-12 students in our program. All material (c) Writers in the Schools 2007-2012. If you wish to republish this work, please credit both the organization and the author and link back to this site. This material may not be used in commercial ventures of any kind.
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