Read Salamun (338) and follow the pattern to write a poem expressing what you have.
I have two dogs. My dogs have wet noses.
I have a notebook. In my notebook are my dreams.
I have a mother. My mother is mentally ill.
I have a hoodie. I have a hoodie to hide me.
I have artwork. I have artwork to have inspiration in my room.
I have Chris. I have Chris because I love him.
I have a pocket knife. With a pocket knife I cut threads.
I have a mind. With a mind, I do the most beautiful things that I do.
I have expectations. Expectations cause me many troubles.
I have hope. Hope comes to me through helping others.
I have fun playing games. I play games because gameplay is fun.
I have no money. Without money, I am free.
I have no good poems. I hope I will write better ones.
I am twenty-five years old. All these years have been spent searching.
I am relatively resilient. With this resilience I survive turmoil.
I have birthday January twenty-eighth. I hope January twenty-eighth will not be another new beginning.
I have a friend whose ferret’s name is Pig. During visits I hold him when I cry and he licks my nose.