Day Twenty-two



Today, I challenge you to write a poem for children. This could be in the style of a nursery rhyme, or take a cue from Edward Lear or Shel Silverstein. It could rhyme — or not. It could be short — or not.


They tripped me and I’m on the floor
Kids are laughing, but I’m just sore
My face is burning, I feel awful
What’s happening must be unlawful

Who is there to help me out?
Why do you just stand about?
These bullies shouldn’t be allowed
To dominate a friendly crowd

If it was you there on the ground
I would not just mill around
I would yell and growl and frown
And pick you up when you are down

~ Liesl Dineen 2014

What do you think?

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