I hated The Catcher in the Rye.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Little Me

Guest writer, Ashley, wrote a little poem for her English class.
She happens to have the same teacher I had in 11th grade.
Enjoy.

LITTLE ME…

At this time

Everything was so

Big and loud.

Everyone seemed

Taller and older

Than me

I was kept from

Doing many things

But

I was also able

To do

Many things

That others

Were now too

Tall and old

to do.

In the mornings

I would snuggle up on my own

Little comfy chair

With my favorite

Stuffie, Elmo.

And watch

Sesame Street.

School was great

Because I didn’t have to go

Until later…much later.

Yummy food was

Always an option…

Unless it was time for

Me to sleep.

Apparently I was too energetic

To sleep

Even without the

Yummy, sugary

Food.

She would relax me

And I would

Drift happily off to sleep.