My bus
is a chariot,
a magical sleigh,
a big yellow banana,
to lift me away.
I'm a goldfinch flying.
It's really too cool.
My imagination soaring
as I land at school.
I had a great day yesterday, I got to play with my art supplies to draw this silly bus. It was fun. This poem uses several metaphors. Can you find them? I had a simile in this poem when I began--the second stanza I started "Like a goldfinch flying," but in my editing process I changed the line and put another metaphor in the poem.
How do you get to school? What do you think about on your way to school? Can you write a poem about that today? I hope you don't have to go to school on Saturday and can have time to write. Have a great weekend.
