MY KITTEN

Have you seen my kitten?
She really is quite small.
I've looked in the kitchen.
I've looked down the hall.

She is not on the couch
where she curls into a ball.
She usually starts to run
when she hears my call.

I might have an idea.
I think it is a plan.
I'll see if she comes
when I open her food can.

I will place her kitten food
in her little dish.
Look, here she comes.
She must have smelled the fish.


    When was the last time you lost something?  What was it?  Where did you look for it?  Can you write your own poem about something lost?  A dog, a fish, a bird, or how about a smile?  Do have fun writing.  

You are growing.  Celebrate the changes in yourself.

   Happy Poetry Friday.  The Poetry Friday Round Up is hosted by Amy Ludwig Vanderwater this week.  You can gallop over to her blog at THE POETRY FARM to lasso more poetry.  Thank you Amy, for hosting us this week

WHERE ARE MY SHOES

I can't find my shoes.
I'm looking every where.
Kitchen, car, bathroom,
even the foot of the stair.

I looked under my bed
and in the closet too.
Every where I looked
I couldn't find my shoes.

I looked under the cushions
in our TV room.
I didn't find my shoes,
just a dirty spoon.

I looked inside the washer
in the laundry room.
I MUST find my shoes.
I've got to do it soon.

Then I heard our cat.
She was making mews.
There I saw my baseball mitt,
but I did NOT see my shoes.

The last time that I had them
I was playing by the creek.
My shoes were getting muddy.
They made an awful squeak.

    Have you ever lost something?  What did you do?  Do you know you found it in the last place you looked?   Tomorrow I will finish this hunt for the shoes.  But, for today, can you try writing your own poem about a hunt? Do have fun writing your poem.

    Writing poetry for children at its deepest, is a letter to our younger self.

haiku

a grasshopper leaps
on the gravel road again
lost in the distance


     It has been a good week for finding money on my walks.  On four of my morning walks I've found coins.  This morning I found a bright copper penny.  Only four more pennies and I will have a quarter.  Can you figure out what coins I found on the other three mornings?
     I always feel like it is a lucky day when I find money.  Can you write a poem today about what makes a lucky day for you?