Monthly Archives: October 2018

The gift

The gift

                                  By Harrison Kolander

 

“Picture,” my mom said as me and my sister where about to open the

                                         Mysterious gift.

                                Anger burned inside me

                        I

                             Had

                                       To

                                              Open

                                                            It.

  Waiting for the picture I looked at the gift it looked back, mocking me.

          I started to wonder what was inside the mysterious gift.

It could be a lego set,

It could be a hoop and net,

It could be a baseball bat,

It could be a brand new hat,

It could be a toy ship,

It could be a coat with a zip,

It could be a smelly shoe,

It could be a loud kazoo,

After the picture I rip open the gift and I couldn’t believe my eyes. 

 

Author’s note: the poem is about on Christmas when I was like 6 our grandparents sent me and my sister a Christmas gift. I remember how eager   I was to open it. I think it turned out to be a board game but the memory was better than what was inside.