Great Rock
Photo by Amy LV
Students - After reading today's poem, you may be thinking that I really do carry a rock in my pocket all of the time. I don't. But I want to. And I do think about doing so. And someday...I may. I do, however, love rocks, all kinds of rocks, and I adore the sound that a rock makes when it hits the road. Always have.
Sometime earlier this week, I held a rock, and another time earlier this week, I hopped on a hopscotch board we found on a quiet sidewalk. The combination of these two things brought me to this poem. I enjoyed thinking about a secret tucked inside of a pocket and the idea that we do all have secrets and small treasures that others do not know about.
What sound do you love?
What do you keep in your pocket?
What secret might you share? A true one...or a pretend one?
It's an honor to host Alexandra Zurbrick at my other blog, Sharing Our Notebooks, this month. Please head on over, peek into Ally's notebooks, and leave her a comment. You may just win one of her favorite writing books!
Tara is hosting today's Poetry Friday fiesta over at A Teaching Life. Poetry Friday is for everyone, and I invite you to visit the posts and just wallow in words all weekend...
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