~If Life Were a Lemon. 2006~
In an earlier post, I believe it was “The Year of The Writer,” I mentioned the first time I realized that I wanted to write. It was the first day of 6th grade, and Mrs. Weisberg wanted to see where we were with our writing skills. I wasn’t a very good student at the time and never did much creative writing in earlier grades. To be honest, I was very excited. I wanted to start the year off right, and this poem became my eleven year old pride and joy.
If life were a lemon, I’d be the juice
I’m sour but sweet, a true lemon indeed
I’m not very yellow, as you can see
But If you think about it, we’re all just like lemon’s
Both you, and me