POEM STARTER
Submitted by Cassandra Elliot 🌹
Write a poem or short story that embodies the feeling of being chosen last.
Run
Kindergarten started with fire and air raid drills
All the kids lined up with wide eyes and thrills
I of corse was the smallest one in the class
Last in line as the taller kids saw the glass
Out on the playground playing with the red ball
Excited kids lining up to play my name not a call
So I sat under the old oak tree and read my book
Didn’t care about the game so I didn’t even look
Years went by and I continued to read and write
Ignoring the climbing rope in the gym not right
So here I am in high school and running track
I did a seven minute mile with a letter on my back