A Poem A Day
You see a block of wood,
but I see a carving of a baby
wrapped in gold and shining cloth.
You see a piece of paper,
but I see a love note.
It says love is human.
Whatever you say,
I see a girl,
and she’s human,
and she’s loved.
By Dahlia, 4th grade
[photo by erin 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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