As a school assignment, Kai was given the prompt to write an I am poem. This is what he wrote: I am the crisp leaves that shatter beneath your feet. I am the cold air that makes you feel like you should bundle up. I am the breeze that blows through your hair. I am the moon that lights the grass up at night. I am the rain that slowly drops on your head and climbs down your shirt. I am a writer. I am the person that does what he wants to. I am the growing grass that holds on during a storm. I am the booming thunder that lights up storm clouds on a dark day. I am me. --Kai Kirkham Macias
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 03:27:21 +0000