I Am

Abby came home with an "I Am" poem from school.

It's a keeper. One I want to remember and keep for years to come.

I am a smart girl who loves reading.

I wonder if anyone has ever read all the books in the world.

I hear the book speaking to me.

I see the creatures popping out of the book.

I want to read my whole life.

I am a smart girl who loves reading.

I pretend that I am in the scenes.

I feel the wind in my face.

I touch the dragon's scales.

I worry that my worst nightmare will come and eat me.

I cry when the dog dies.

I am a smart girl who loves reading.

I understand that the books are not real.

I say there is magic.

I dream about trolls and fairies.

I try to read every moment I can.

I hope that someday I can read all the books in the world.

I am a smart girl who loves reading.

By: Abigail Crane

There are many things I love about this poem. I love that a major part of her identity stems from her love of reading. I love her creativity. I love her use of imagery. I love how real and personal it is.

I love this smart girl who loves reading.