Like one of my teachers when I was in 3rd grade, like she uh ... we just started talking about poetry one day and she just asked us to start writing what we felt. So I just wrote. And she told me it was real good that I should like try to get better and better at it. So I just started writing from then on and she just helped me and helped me polish it up. And that's why I fell in love with poetry I guess. Like - like when my feelings are like upset and stuff, when I just feel upset after thinking about my mom and stuff. I just go home and just sit in my room and just write poetry and it helps me like cope with everything.
And I can just see all my feelings on a piece of paper so that helps me a lot. Well, like when she - when my mom died I was six. So it's kind of like hard for me to think all the things that like I never got to share with her and stuff like that. She never got to see me like go to middle school and graduate from middle school and go to high school. And she won't see me graduate. She won't see my kids and stuff like that. So when I think about stuff like that it kind of gets me frustrated. So I just have to write about what I feel inside to kind of get it out so it won't like just be bottled up and explode when I least likely want it to.
This is a Japanese haiku; this is a poem I wrote a couple of days ago for English. 'A blanket of snow covers the sleeping spring, resting in winter bliss.'
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