By: Logan Nunies

Poetry is like a ray of sunlight on a rainy day

It’s a cool breeze that comes on a scorching afternoon

Poetry is a gift from a random person on a terrible Monday

Poetry is waking up every morning and getting an amazing breakfast

Poetry can also be a rainy day when you have plans,

Or maybe the one thing that just ticks you off

Poetry is a dampened spirit on a nice, sunny, Saturday at the beach

Poetry is as nasty as burnt toast on a crazy Monday morning

Poetry can even be a sunburn

Poetry will be great or terrible, but that depends on how you look at it.