Sarah Stopka

Rookie (11/12/1980 / Evanston, Illinois)

A Poem Is A Poem - Poem by Sarah Stopka

As I sat in my room,
On my little desk chair,
I began to feel
A hint of despair.

I had for my homework,
A poem to create,
And if it wasen't done then,
It would have been late.

My school, my dog,
A tree or my home,
Which of these subjects,
Should I choose for my poem?

You can see for yourself,
That my problem was bad,
No poem could I think of,
My; this was sad.

As I sat there and gazed,
A thought came to mind:
A poem is a poem,
Just as long as it rhymes.

So I wrote down some words,
And tossed them around,
Until they rhymed nicely,
And had a smooth sound.

My poem was all finished,
My homework all done,
It wasen't bad after all,
It even was fun!

Longfellow, Whitman,
Robert Frost too,
I've discovered there secret
That all of them knew.

A poem is no problem,
It takes not much time,
You write down your thoughts,
In a way that will rhyme.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 15, 2008



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