Poetry is…

by Jae Carino

Poetry is that one bit of light still left at midnight

Poetry is the little bit of moon that still shows at noon

Poetry is a note for him or a letter for her

Poetry is the nudge you get when you fall asleep in english class

Poetry is so small that only those with willing eyes can see

Like the little gifts you don’t expect from an auntie or uncle

Life is full of surprises, lies, pain, happiness…

Poetry is the book of life

We make it what we make it