By Isabel, age 10, nature poet in the key of blue.
My work as a teacher would be so straight & simple, if I could just put this at the front of the room, point, quote that, and go.
Sheeee-it, my work as a poet would be so straight & simple, if I could about forget making poems, & just put some words in my head on some pieces of nice paper.
P.S. Am I just being a foolish uncle or is it kind of exquisite how that raindrop hangs from that that more-than-line but not-yet-branch? Light as air and heavy like a pear.