Life's Small Unexpected Moments

Lex's Poem“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away”
– Unknown

Lex had a homework assignment where he had to write an image poem.  He had forgotten to do his homework the night before.


Just the way to start off our day.

We were already late for school but, over breakfast, we sat at the snack bar and looked around for what in the world he could write about. After ruling out writing about Pokemon, Super Mario, and Club Penguin, we decided on an actual object. 

I had a candle burning, as always, and we decided on writing about it (probably for the simple fact we were out of time and it was right in front of us). I wrote down the five sensory words for him, taste, touch, smell, hear, see, but I also put another category: how does it feel in your heart? I figured if writing an image is important it’s best to describe it with all your senses, and better yet, describe how it makes you feel inside.

So he listed the descriptive words or text that came to mind under each category. He did so while scooping his brown sugar and cinnamon oatmeal hurriedly in his mouth. I, being the lovely morning person I am (ha ha), grumpily loaded the dishwasher telling him to hurry up.

A cranky dishwasher soap squeeze later I came back to check on his work ready to hurry him out the door.    He had put together this poem.


Flickering in a melted wax pond
The candle burns silently
Glowing brightly
In the shiny glass.

The smooth wax
Like sugary
Buttery pudding
Warming up people’s hearts

– Lex Taylor, age 8

In moments unexpected, life will surely take your breath away.  Are you paying attention?

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