The summer I was ten
I rounded up the neighborhood kids
to put on a play:
Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney rolled into one.
I wrote the script,
designed the program and sets,
assigned the parts,
directed rehearsals and even
canceled the cookies my mother promised to bake
when everyone grew tired of playing my game.
Sure was a relief for all concerned when
partway through July
I turned 11.
PROMPT: The summer I was 10, of course. There's a great May Swenson poem called "The Centaur" that is about this same subject. Follow the link to print off a copy and share as a way to introduce the prompt.