Ava K.

Perspective Poem

I Am a Taco

I am a taco

I wonder when I am going to be eaten

I hear the crunch of my shell

I see people reaching for me

I want to get loaded with meat

I am a delicious crunchy meal

I pretend I will never be eaten

I feel people’s hands all over me

I touch the meat that i hold

I understand that i am very yummy

I say “Don’t eat me!”

I dream of never being eaten