A poem inspired by one of my young students, for children with learning differences everywhere:
TIGER BASKETBALL
I see the lines
I see the color
They are bold
And they are bright
I see a tiger in the basketball
I see a panther in the night
I love to paint
I love to draw
It doesn’t matter
If “was” is “saw”
My world is full of patterns and hues
My brushes speak through reds and blues
I show the world
What I have to say
Through colors and paint
And shapes and clay
I see the lines
I see the color
They are bold
And they are bright
I see a tiger in the basketball
I see a panther in the night