Jasmine Pens Her Poem
I’m a feral cat-
Who needs a home
I need a mom, my mom…
My uncle – my tribe
To rely on
I … am – them
We …. Our family
We ……. Are a family
I – need my – we.
Jasmine stopped, looked up and Mr. Paul knew that he was being called over to see what young Jazz had written, he scurried over to read.
Philip Dane 