POEMS FROM JOSHUA AT TEN - JUNE 20TH
1989.
THE
COLOR RED
FEELS
LIKE A BIG RED BALL
LOOKS
LIKE THE RED SUN
SOUNDS
LIKE A FIRE TRUCK SIREN
SMELLS
LIKE A ROSE
TASTES
LIKE AN APPLE.
HERE'S
A POEM
HERE'S
A POEM THAT I HAVE TO SAY
THAT'S
PLUMP, JOLLY FROM MILES AWAY
HERE'S A POEM THAT GETS IN TROUBLE
HERE’S A POEM THAT TURNS I NTO A BUBBLE.
(EXCERPTS FROM JOSHUA'S 4TH GRADE SCHOOL
JOURNAL 1988-1989)
