He's a Poet...Does He Know It?

Edward's working on a poetry unit in Composition...and we think he might have a hidden poet inside of him.

In honor of his hard work and creativity -- and because it was his birthday a few days ago -- I am highlighting him here on my blog:

Loud

The other day,

I thought I heard

A firetruck siren

Loud as a bird.

It wasn't a truck.

It wasn't a bird.

It was a baby,

Loud as I heard.

The Cat-Dog

One day I walked

To a doghouse,

Expecting a dog within.

What I found

Wasn't expected though,

Not expected at all.

What I found was a crazy cat

Eating crimson crayfish.

Chewing on crabs,

That crazy cat was,

Sitting in the doghouse.