When I need to be creative, I find a vessel
Or need to relax my mind
I pick up a paper and pencil
And find a picture inside
In hopes of inspiration I look all around
Maybe a talking ring
Or maybe a giant singing cloud
Wait, I have just the thing
Quickly my pencil is dashing across the paper
Quicker than my mind is racing
But not too much later
My eyes are facing
A beautiful composition
Of a dog with a funny disposition

--Ari P., 3rd-6th Grade