Autobiography Poem #4 When Young (Kindergarten)

These are a series of poems I wrote back in my university poetry class.

 

 

7 Years Old

Everything I saw

Became an imagination.

I would lay a canvas

In my head

And grab some make-believe crayons

To paint.

What would happen to cars

If they could fly?

Would we be able to 

Jump on clouds and cuddle them

Like Aladdin and Jasmine?

How would it feel

To fly like Superman?