THIS IS JANUARY'S POEM. I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN. I INCLUDE A LINK TO WRITE YOUR OWN USING INVISIBLE INK
My father can’t find me.
He says that it’s weird,
I seem to have vanished.
I just disappeared.
My mother can’t see me.
She’s looking around.
She’s calling my name
but I cannot be found.
My brother and sister
both want me to play.
They’re searching the house
but I’ve faded away.
I thought that my family
would all be amused,
but even our dog is
completely confused.
I know it sounds strange
but I’m starting to think
I shouldn’t take baths
in invisible ink.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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