Thursday, December 8, 2011

Room 16

I am Room 16.

The work on the wall is my skin.

I need children in the classroom to survive.

Kindergartens are my cousins.

My getaway is a school holiday program.

My job is a teacher.

I desire a classroom full of children.

By Emma

1 comment:

Robbie said...

Hi Emma,

I love your poem it makes sense very well.
Great job!