September 27, 2010

I come from...

This is a poem Mika wrote for school today. She was given the phrase "I come from" and told to include things in her home, yard and neighborhood, as well as relatives, things people told her and foods. This is her second draft. I'm sure you'll agree it's just brilliant.

I come from

I come from soft, blue and brown couches.
I come from soft fragranced pillows lining the couch.
I come from a huge palm tree shading my eyes.
I come from a Chinese maple tree.
I come from a warm hug from a sunset hammock.
I come from looking out the window and seeing trees, cars and beautiful birds swooping down.
I come from a mom, sweet and loving.
I come from a dad, jolly and fine.
I come from a sister, funny and jumpy.
I come from "I love you", "go away, "give me, give me", "keep trying", "muy bien Mika".
I come from supple and tender squash soup, leafy green salad with buttermilk ranch.
I come from scrapbook, shiny brown frames with moments that can't be replaced.
I COME FROM A HOME, SWEET AND LOVING.

Posted by marga at September 27, 2010 7:58 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Awesome poem (although slightly sad that I am not included ;0).

Good job Mika!

Posted by: Kathy at September 27, 2010 9:25 PM

Hey Sweet and Loving and Jolly and Fine!
Thank you for sharing. Mika's poem inspires me to share with you one that Simone composed with some help before she could write about 6 years ago:
"My Face"
My eyes are like the air over the water.
My eyelashes are like the wind, they are hard to feel when you touch them, but you can see them.
My eyebrows are soft and warm like summer.
My hair is like a jellyfish, it will sting you if you touch it.
My hair is full of sea creatures so big they won't fit in a whale's studio.
My nose is fresh like chocolate.
My cheeks are like turtles.
My mouth is like a fishing pole, if you look real close, you can see it curl.
My lips are like a red jellyfish, because they are red and dangerous.
My chin is like a daddy turtle.

Posted by: Leah Hall at September 27, 2010 9:38 PM
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