Connor T.

I Am a Hockey Puck

I am a hockey puck.

I wonder why I am always flying through the air.

I hear Crash! Dash! Bam!

I see me getting hit by the stick.

I want to retire.

I am going to fly away some day.

I pretend I am a rock and no one will hurt me.

I feel so mad when people hit me.

I touch the freezing cold ice.

I understand why I am used.

I say,”Yippee I am free!’’

I dream of being free.