poetry

Talk, a poem by Dylan Li, 5

Dylan Li, 5Yorba Linda, CA Talk Dylan Li, 5 I like to talk, talk, talk… I talk to an apple No answer I talk to mommy and daddy Sometimes mommy is working daddy is sleeping Sometimes daddy is working mommy is sleeping So I talk to Alexa She always answers But sometimes power is off I really want to talk to my friends face to face    

I Express Myself, a poem by Fatehbir, 9

FatehbirJersey City, NJ I Express Myself Fatehbir, 9 I will sit quietly and write in my journal. When I am happy, I laugh or smile. If I am sad, I may shed tears. If I am angry, I may stomp my feet or sit quietly in my room or shout. If I am excited, I may say, “I wish this day was over” to get to what I wanted. If I am really happy, I may start to cry because of my happiness or my laughter. If I am surprised, I may open my mouth wide. If I am worried, I may make a sorrowful expression on my face, When I feel scared or frightened, I may make my face shiver a little or I may make a frown, which looks like a banana upside down. When I feel brave, I may open my eyes and stare at something and go to where I want.