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Poetry is a sweet summer song in wintertime. Poetry is the rain softly beating on your roof. Poetry is a dark gloomy weed turning into a beautiful rose. Poetry is a rotten apple

fermenting into the rich soil. Poetry can be a war field. Poetry feels like a woman crying. Poetry is the wind whistling in your ear. Poetry is the light letting in the sky.

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Poetry is music that talks. Poetry is a jump rope of thinking. Poetry is an ice cube sliding down your back. Poetry feels like a sad angel singing. Poetry is flinging a stone across the universe.

Poetry is a jigsaw puzzle without any pieces. Poetry is a hop, skip and a jump away from yourself. Poetry feels the beat of your heart. Poetry is a very dark room with candles. Poetry is looking deeper down inside yourself

than you could possibly imagine.

Group poem by 3rd, 4th, and 5th graders at Williams School, Auburndale, Massachusetts

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