I missed poetry Friday this week (and many others) but my son brought home a paper from his kindergarten class that I thought I'd post. His assignment had been to make three wishes on a good luck dragon for the Chinese New Year, one for his family, one for his community and one for himself.
I'm leaving out the misspellings, which were endearing but could perhaps be confusing. Anyway, it read:
For my family: I wish they would not die.
For my community: I wish there was no littering.
For myself: I wish for Captain Underpants.
I figure if he could get me to cry and laugh in three lines, it counts as a poem.
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