Playing Outside
Roes are red
Violets are blue
That’s the only rhyme
Us in the third grade knew
Our teacher said
To write a poem
That we’ll present on Friday
And then go home
I’m excited for home
Because I’m sick of school
Math is tough
And multiplication is too new
When I’m home from school
I’ll eat a snack
Because the food at school
Is just disgusting, which nothing rhymes with
But after I eat
I’ll go outside
And knock on my friends doors
They’ll seek, and I’ll hide
Then we’ll play tag
But make it more fun
Because I’ll be a cop
And they’re robbers on the run
And if we get tired
We’ll find some chalk
And draw a big house
To play family and talk
Then we might be superheroes
Going to high school
Because we all want fun powers
And big kids are cool
But then after that
It’ll start to get dark
And our parents will call
For dinner to start
But we’ll still beg
For just five more minutes
Which they’ll grant us
As we start to here the crickets
So we’ll play a sport
In the fading light
And when we finally go in
We’ll try not to fight
With our parents
Because we want more time
Out in to sun
Playing with friends
And having lots of fun