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 writing goal: Keep reader engaged through out

i can see it all but no one knows me

i can see it all but no one knows me

i can see it all

the smiling faces

the tears

the laughter

the good times

the hard times


i watch the children grow and the teachers nurture


i can see it all but no one knows me

i can see it all

the friendships

the growth

the struggles

the learning

the joy


i can see it all but no one knows me

my doors open to welcome and close to protect

my roof keeps everyone dry and safe

my walls hold work and master pieces

my windows watch the seasons pass and the children play


do you know me now...?

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  1. You definitely met your goal with this poem. I was engaged throughout reading your poem. The repetition of phrases and the pattern kept me wanting to read more to see what you were going to describe next.

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  2. I really liked that you gave the reader little glimpses/clues as the poem went on. I kept wanting to read on to figure out what you were talking about! I think this kind of poem that leaves the reader in suspense and guessing would be really fun for our students to write!

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  3. You hit your goal on the mark! I was curious throughout the entire poem as to where you would go next. This would be wonderful to share with students to showcase how to keep your readers guessing when creating a poem or story.

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