Houses, by Liana Goldstein
Houses
Life is a house.
there are doors that are open
there are doors that are closed.
they keep on switching around
Life is a house.
there are clocks that are ticking
there are clocks that are out of battery.
time ticking away
Hoses are built
Houses are knocked down.
Life is a house
Just waiting to be lived in
More Sixth Grade Haiku Writing
by Emma Kassai and Liana Goldstein, 6G
Snow Poem, by Emma Kassai
Where is Summer?
Where is summer?
where is that gentle breeze?
that glowing sun?
that boiling hot wind blowing towards me
Instead
we have that strong cold breeze
snow coming from each direction
and that is when we ask ourselves
Where is summer?
We miss
those beach days
that lemonade with ice cubes
saying it is too hot outside
Now
we have our bodies, frozen
hot chocolate for that small bit of warmth
and asking
Where is summer?