jake's poem.

Tonight, Jake shared a poem with me that he wrote for class. He said, "it's called a what if poem."

You'll understand why when you read it.

What if a minute was an hour?

What if there was no shower?

I would smell very sour.

What if the sun was too hot?

I would surely rot.

What if I died and couldn't say bye?

What if there was no saying hi?

I would surely cry.

What if I could not run and have fun in the sun?

What if I was not smart?

What if I had no heart?

What if I was very great?

What if I was no 8?

What if I left town?

I would leave with a frown.

What if?