“Meet me on the carpet with your poetry notebook,” I said yesterday.
We do poetry every Thursday. Usually.
But last week was Thanksgiving
and the prior week was NCTE.
I ‘ve missed reading poetry with my students.
I wondered, have they?
I could have skipped it this week.
With all the holiday crazy interruptions,
it would have been easy.
There is no time.
But
I had the perfect poem.
I thought.
Would they?
“Yay! Poetry!” I heard someone say.
It made my day.
I didn’t know,
I couldn’t tell,
if they cared.
I guess they do.
When they all gathered, I said, “When I was in Atlanta, a poet named Amy Ludwig VanDerwater shared this poem with us. I thought you’d like it.”
We read.
We talked.
We wrote.
Yay! Poetry!
Happy Friday and thank you, Bridget, for hosting Poetry Friday roundup this week at wee words for wee ones.
To Read To Write To Be 