A Poem A Day
Every time my mom comes home,
she gives us a big hug.
When she cooks the tacos, she makes
them just right.
She loves us so much, as much as
100 peanuts or 2,000 fish.
When she smiles, she looks like
an angel.
When she colors, she stays in the
lines and makes the picture so neat.
When she’s finished, she hangs it in
our room so we remember her.
By Amanda, 3rd grade
[photo by sillyishrose 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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