For Mother’s Day my 11 year old is giving me a book of poems that he wrote. Best Mother’s Day gift, ever.
He graciously let me share one of his poems with the world.
three simple steps
and the board groans as he
and he’s airborn
like a bird in flight
because he IS a bird
or a plane
not a train
he’s as graceful as a jellyfish
that floats in the waters of a reef
as he starts to
he swoops into the water
like a hawk swooping down on a mouse
with a splash like a mouse
and then pops back up
to meet the thunder
of the crowd
with a perfect
Boys write poems about unexpected subjects. I was a tomboy at 11, but I wrote poems about Chincoteague ponies, skiing, and wolves. My son wrote poems about a paracord bracelet, working out at the gym (he’s a gymnast), trackerjackers, and his best friend.
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