My gifted colleague and friend inspired her 4th grade writers to imagine where poetry might hide. I could especially relate to these two (and wish I had written them myself):
Poetry hides in anyone who comes to visit.
Poetry hides in the sweet chocolate smell of chocolate chip cookies baking in the oven.
Today, she honored me with a poem entitled "Poetry Hides in a Thank You Note". For those unfamiliar with the term, "just right book" are those perfect for a reader in terms of vocabulary and difficulty.
"Just right friends are like just right books
Whether old or new, they fit
like that pair of well-worn shoes in my closet
like the smell of baking bread on a Sunday afternoon
like a favorite chair and a sweet-smelling cup of tea.
Just right friends are like just right books
I am inspired to write my own hidden poetry.