I am a spy, having fun,
on the lookout, ready to run.
Creeping closer, somethings strange,
I need a disguise! I need to change!
I am a teacher, sitting on my chair,
looking for my pen, but it’s not there!
Searching up and down, looking everywhere,
I looked down, I looked up, but it was stuck in my hair!
I am a rider, riding free,
riding quickly, you can’t catch me!
The wind whispers secrets as we roam,
in this equestrian journey, we find our home.
I am a pilot, working at night,
giving my passengers a nice steady flight.
Catching the beautiful moment, as I fly,
looking at the gorgeous, sunset sky.
I am a salon worker, painting a nail,
I try it again, as I fail.
I make it perfect, as they sit in the chair,
“The nails are done. Now time for hair!”
I am a baker, baking a cake,
I burnt the last layer for goodness sake!
I put the last layer in the oven and try it again,
I take out the icing but right then…
I find myself in my bed,
thinking about everything my mind has said.
Thinking about all the jobs I see,
and I wonder, when I’m older what will I be?
Excellent. Good work.
Another super poem Jeanri. If I had to guess, I’d say you might be a poet when you grow up. You’re one now after all!
Your poem is excellent and inspiring, I love reading it.
Thank you so much!