It is getting cold.
I need a hat.
Can you tell me where
my mittens are at?
My boots are too small.
I need a new jacket.
Found one of my mittens
by my tennis racquet.
This mitten is too small.
Where is the other?
If I can find it
they'll go to my brother.
Nothing fits because
I've gotten older.
And the weather is getting
much, much colder.
I think if you click on the red Play above, you'll be able to hear me read this poem. I'm experimenting with this. I hope it works.
Is it starting to look a lot like Christmas in your part of the world? Do you have new winter clothes to wear? How do you stay warm? What advice do you think your hat, scarf or mittens might give to you about not getting lost? Can you write a persona poem today from the point of view of some piece of your winter clothes? (Some people call this a mask poem--one that gives voice to an object.) Oh, I hope you have fun writing today. I know I will. If you'd like to share your poem, please leave it in the comments below.
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Sunday, December 2, 2012
My Mittens
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