Lost and Found
Lost and Found


Can you spot the objects in the poem?
I lost my ball when it rolled away
Round and rubber
A solid color with no patterns to display.
My barbie is missing a high heeled shoe
Dainty and stylish
Neither metallic nor blue.
A charm fell from my bracelet onto the ground
Small and shining silver
A tiny letter waiting to be found.
In the clutter, my mood ring hides from view
Glittering and metal
With a stone in a sad, lonely hue.
I lost the barrette in my hair when it slipped
Tiny and twinkling
In the shape of a miniature clip.
Look closely now and you will find
These objects are one-of-a-kind.
Closer still and you will see
Childhood treasures that used to be
Can you spot the objects in the poem?
I lost my ball when it rolled away
Round and rubber
A solid color with no patterns to display.
My barbie is missing a high heeled shoe
Dainty and stylish
Neither metallic nor blue.
A charm fell from my bracelet onto the ground
Small and shining silver
A tiny letter waiting to be found.
In the clutter, my mood ring hides from view
Glittering and metal
With a stone in a sad, lonely hue.
I lost the barrette in my hair when it slipped
Tiny and twinkling
In the shape of a miniature clip.
Look closely now and you will find
These objects are one-of-a-kind.
Closer still and you will see
Childhood treasures that used to be

