Poetry Month: Day Eleven (by Ava M.)

I chose "Pack" because it really stood out to me like I thought it was really cool because i like how he adds all those details and hidden thoughts.

Pack
The boxes
into the car,
pile of dishes,
load in the clothes,
squeeze in
pots and pans,
our two radios-
can't waste a space-
 everything goes.

Crowd in the Mama,
the Daddy,
the sister,
jam in the brother,
make room for my toes-
can't waste space-
everything goes.

Bundle the memories
we're moving today
from
Scranton, PA,
to
Newark, NJ.
-by Lee Bennett Hopkins