This morning my daughter’s first grade class had a “poetry cafe”, with parents invited to listen to kids read their original poems. Here is one of the two poems that my six-year-old Sarah wrote and read:

The Dance Recital

The grass dances gracefully
to the beautiful music
of the wind.
And the Blue Bonnets
in their beautiful dresses
dance for the dirt
with nothing in it.

I can say with some certainty that she doesn’t get her artistic talents from me. She is already a better poet.