This was when I was in 3rd grade.
The poem's title is called Sometimes my Heart feels.
At the time I wrote this, I recall that we were learning how to write a 'killer last line'.
So as you can notice, at first there is a pattern of how I wrote this, but later at the last line that changed and I wrote what I could to get close to that killer last line.
Please tell me what you think of this poem through comments!
too much homework.
Sometimes my heart feels like a balloon popping in the
park.
Sometimes my heart feels like a hummingbird
twitting from flower to flower.
Sometimes my heart feels like a pencil breaking.
Sometimes my heart feels like a present waiting to be
opened.
Sometimes my heart feels like a hamster scampering in
circles.
Sometimes my heart feels like autumn leaves swirling in the
sky.
Sometimes my heart feels like a pancake flipping in the air.
Sometimes my heart feels like a rose blooming in spring.
My heart has been thoughtful all of these
but it always is the lake reflecting the rainbow.
Jisue,
ReplyDeleteI like your introduction.
As you might know, this is my favorite among your poems although it is sort of old. But here I feel something awkward about format.
You can make this looking better by changing font size and line spacing. Also probably highligh the killer last line.
Cheers,
Dad