It's Me

I'm five

and for my school picture

I'm wearing a dress

starched and pressed.

Mother has pinned

a gardenia in my hair.

And Mother is upset

that yesterday

I took the scissors

and cut

my own bangs.

     Do you like your school pictures?  For today, let's try writing a poem about your experience with school pictures.  Did you ever forget it was picture day?  Were you ever sick on picture day?  Did your hair get messed before the picture?