By Ishmael Perkins
I am microscopic
No one can see me
But I see everyone around me.
No one wants to be me.
But everything surrounds me.
You can never see me.
Especially if I move fast.
You can probably see me,
With a magnifying glass.
Some people call me little.
I say I'm big.
You can catch me in a forest,
Lounging on a twig.
Even though I am small,
Smaller than any kids,
I still enjoy life
the way that it is.
Monday, November 19, 2007
I Am Microscopic
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2 comments:
Ishmael-congratulations on a fine poem. I was impressed that you chose to do a poem (rhyming!) instead of the regular essay and that you used your imagination is such a creative way. I always enjoy reading your writing.
look at my son ishmael
he look so funny
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