"Sheet"

SHEET

by

Zachoia Cooper

(age 16)

Perhaps if I walk softly enough,

The crust won’t crack;

The crust won’t break, 

If I walk smoothly.

I solemnly survey the scene: a solid sheet 
Of snow--still snow.
Stars sprinkle flecks--specks of sparkles.  

Frozen into this cold, continuous sketch. 

Perhaps if I silently glide 
Across this solemn landscape,
Softly, smoothly, seeing the snow -
The crust won't break.

(Assignment for Poetry Lesson #12 - consonance/assonance)

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