1. Elaina’s Poetry Book
By: Elaina Levers

2. Table of Contents “I Wish” Poem – Mom’s Wish List Color Poem – Pink
Cinquain - Wyatt
Haiku - Sunlight
Diamante Poem – My Cats
Acrostic Poem - Mariella
Comparison Poem – My Bed
“I Am…” Poem - Hermione
Free Form Poem - Owen
Limerick - Home

3. Mom’s Wish List (An “I Wish” Poem)
I wish my laundry would wash itself Then dry itself, fold itself, and put itself away. I wish my house would clean itself Dusting, vacuuming, and scrubbing until it shines I wish dinner would make itself And I could just show up at mealtime I wish my homework would finish itself Writing, studying, reading until complete I wish I could have all that time Spent doing chores and tasks I wish I could spend it all with my children Outside, inside, playing, snuggling, being together.

4. Pink (A Color Poem) Pink is new flowers springing up
In the yard when spring arrives.
Pink is a newborn baby
Only a few hours old.
Pink is glitter, bows, and dresses
Fit for a princess.
Pink is the cheeks of children
Who have been running and playing.
Pink is a tiny tongue
Poking out of a tiny mouth
Pink is Elly
With enough shades to match her moods
Pink is for girls
If you ask Owen
Pink is uplifting
Bright, cheerful, happy!

5. Wyatt (A Cinquain)
Wyatt tiny, precious eating, sleeping, pooping love that boy more than anything baby

6. Sunlight (A Haiku)
Sweet, warming sunlight Washes over me outside Brings me back to life

7. My Cats (Diamante Poem)
Andy timid curious sleeping eating sleeping beds toilets grass windows meowing running exploring friendly brave Sadie
Sadie
Andy

8. Mariella (Acrostic Poem)
Mommy’s little girl Aspires to be a princess someday Requires Bunny and Blankee for sleeping Into Barbies, My Little Ponies, and dress-up Endless amounts of energy Loves to wear fancy dresses Loves animals and the outdoors A force to be reckoned with

9. My Bed (A Comparison Poem)
My bed is a pair of warm arms welcoming me back, holding me, putting me to sleep, keeping me warm through the night until morning comes, and I must leave those arms again.

10. Hermione (“I Am…” Poem)
I am Hermione, with my frizzy hair and know it all attitude. I always have my nose in a book. I get stuck helping Harry and Ron, who are often clueless. I don’t mind, though, because they are my friends. I am Hermione - a sidekick but a very powerful one.

11. Owen (Free Form Poem)
Sweet and sensitive Always full of love and snuggles But still all boy – Superheroes and monster trucks Dirt and rough-housing Constantly growing, he tells me he’s big But doesn’t understand that no matter how big He’ll always be my baby, my Owen, my first.

12. Home (A Limerick)
There once was a little home And in it three kids did roam They were noisy and loud But made Mommy proud Even though sometimes their antics she bemoaned.

13. The End