Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Blog #13

Sonnet:


The girl ran as fast as she could
When she competed in the race
But then she slowed and stood
In front of the finish line; she changed her pace

The girl happened to be in first place
But she stopped and held out her hand
Until the others caught up; then stood face to face
The crowd smiled as they found out what was planned

They lined up side to side, held hands, and
At the same time, went through the finish line
The whole crowd thought it was grand
No one took first when they finished align

 This country of ours encourages competition
When really, working together should be our main mission

1 comment:

  1. I like the "situation" of this poem. You've got the rhyme scheme down pat. The only thing you'd need to take into consideration now is that the line is usually driven by metrics (feet per line). 10/10

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