The poem “Picture Street” by Beau W. caught my eye. I like that it’s short because I often forget the beginning of a poem or story by the time I get to the end.

I like the idea of time as a street that you can drive up and down. This poem intrigued me – the idea of being able to travel in time. I would fix my mistakes, relive my happy memories, get to know those I had brushed off or forgotten, and many other things.

I really admire that although this poem is short, it is still a great poem. Whenever we have poetry assignments, I write and write because it never seems quite complete. It ­always seems childish and unfinished.