My Imagination
By Sadie Mae
Written on 2-3-11

When on rare chance

                I manage a moment to spare,

I don’t jump on stage and prance

                Or go downtown to stare

Should I let my mind soar?

                Back to a famous war

Or should I go to the heavens and fly?

                If you thought that then you must not know I!

For the place that I shall be

                Is catching clams beside the sea

Then the second I am needed

                I come right back to home

Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of the next occasion I’m alone

I wrote this poem for my writing class last year. It was one of the first times I realized how much I liked poetry.