Love Looks Not With The Eyes, But With The Mind

Poetry is one of my specialties. So much so, that I teach poetry twice a week to my 6th graders and since Valentine's Day is drawing near, I decided to assign them a free-write poem that had to be called, "Thinking of You." I told them that the poem had to be over 10 lines and could be about anyone in the world. I told them that it could be about a friend, family member, pet, boyfriend/girlfriend... anyone, and that they didn't have to mention this person or pet's name. The point is for someone to read this poem and leave behind a mystery as to who it could be about. That's the beauty of poetry - it can have a million different meanings and it's never wrong.

I always write with my kids and give them time in class (using a timer). My kids always ask me to read my poem first before I pick on volunteers who would like to share their poems with the class. Well, this past Thursday, I wrote mine and I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed writing it just as much as they enjoyed hearing it. Here's to blushing in front of my 6th grade class and having to be the adult here and deal with them "ooooh-ing" and "ahhhhh-ing."

Thinking of You

I'm thinking of you.

Your blue eyes like waves

crashing against my heart.

My breath caught in a bottle

thrown into the ocean, sealed.

Hoping it reaches you in time

and once released,

you'll hear my whispers

thanking you for existing.

I'm thinking of you.

You hair, yellow like the sun

blinding my bad days

and brightening my future.

My thoughts turned into clouds

so when you look up to the sky,

I will be there

showing you images of my future.

Our future.

And it is up there,

that I will be thinking of you.