Kids’ Poem: Broken

Crying boy looking at a trashcan

Broken
by Nessa Morris

Rickety
Old
Bolts
Occupy
Trashcan

Three days of hotdogs and hamburgers. Gotta love holiday weekends in the U.S. I hope everyone who celebrates Memorial Day was able to enjoy it.

On the plus side for me, I got to eat S’mores. And not just any S’mores… Instead of graham crackers, I used chocolate chip cookies. It was heaven. If you haven’t tried S’mores using chocolate chip cookies… Do. It. Now.

(Confession: One wasn’t enough. I had two. And was dumb enough to count the calories afterwards… Don’t. Do. That.)

shadow, 75%; stupid, 25%“Shadow” is the word for Friday. I already wrote a fun poem about a shadow, so now I’m really going to have to put on my thinking cap so I can find a new creative way to use the word. Have a great week!

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Author: Nessa

Librarian for people with visual and physical impairments, and mother of two sharp-witted alien children.

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