I am the clouds you see in the sky
I am the wings that make you fly,
I am the soil that makes the ground
I am a beat listen to my pound,
I am the candy at Good Ship Lollypop
I am the sore feet that never ever stop,
I am the water that flows on the shore
I am the hot weather and I want more,
I am the money I spend on most things
I am the Tabernacle at 12:00 I ring,
I am the music from the violin at night
I am Sunset Lake where the ducks take flight,
I am the xooter that many kids ride
I am the wild girl that hides inside,
I am the ice cream I lick on some days
I am the porch swing where people lay,
I am the joy I share with my friends
I am Martha’s Vineyard where the fun never ends!!!
By Olivia Sipperly
Olivia is an 11-year-old who loves to write poetry, play violin, and walk dogs. Above all, she loves Martha’s Vineyard.
The Martha’s Vineyard Times welcomes contributions to Poet’s Corner. Dan Waters, former poet laureate of West Tisbury, will select poems to be published here. Submissions should be directed to firstname.lastname@example.org.