These were probably written in 1969. I was in 6th grade. The second of these haiku poems I used for years whenever I had to write one. I always got a passing grade.
In the early spring
The birds sing so merrily.
I hate to leave them.
Flowers bloom and wilt.
Snow falls down and melts away.
Life begins and ends.
We must have been assigned to make a picture out of words. Yeah, not a poet…
The Cheshire Cat
I speak to my Cheshire cat,
In a tone that pleases him.
If he smiles ’til the clock strikes nine
I feed him liver which is fine.
This is from 6th grade. Miss Woiwode was our student teacher. I’ve written about her famous brother before.
I was thinking as I walked to school at 11:45 that it probably would rain today. It did. I was waiting for Eugenia inside the school building. Here she came up the walk. I ran out to meet her. I yelled, “Eugenia dumb dumb!” So Miss Woiwode had changed her mind. Eugenia and I were supposed to to to the lunchroom but Eugenia kept on saying, “I don’t know a living soul in here.” So Eugenia and I weren’t in the rain at all.
That made very little sense to me. I must have left something out!