the child as poet

Yesterday, the kids and I were out in the yard. They were doing their own thing while I read a chapter of Reclaiming Childhood titled “The Child as Poet”. I was racking my brain, trying to remember if my kids had ever made up an original poem when I noticed Miss M. staring intently at me. Her mouth was moving but I could not hear a word, so I called her over. She came up and very solemnly told me:

Bitter batter
We all had tea
Bitter batter
We all had tea

So, yes, on occasion my children do make up poems. Well-timed, Miss M!