First Poem-- Polar

Polar

In friends I like outgoing
In music I like expression

In books I like a stretch
And in colors I prefer ablaze

My mother, as her eyes crinkle,
Smiles and says, "Yet here you are today."

Timidly, I lift my book to cover my rosy cheeks
If only she could understand

Savannah Seeber (written in the style of William Stafford)