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.