So today is my last day working in Claire and Carla’s class. Colette said to me, “I have a poem. I was thinking it while eating my breakfast.” My work is done.
Artwork, Junie’s” Unicorn”
This is Where the Cream Cheese Ends
This is where the cream cheese ends.
And that’s where no cream cheese stands.
No kids like to eat their bagels there.
So look at your bagel, if you’re close to done—
Just give it a look at,
where the cream cheese ends.