by Caylee Augino
Where do my poems hide?
Searching my thoughts and emotions,
I often have to look deep inside.
Poetry can be hidden in my everyday decisions.
In the smiles of my friends
Words begin to glimmer
It’s like looking through a lens
And the poems begin to shimmer.
Life has many little spaces
For poems to keep themselves hidden.
But if you look in your favorite places,
No poem shall be forbidden.
I find inspiration in the world around me,
Because that is where my poems will be.