With your newly-acquired familiarity of poetic meter and sound, write a poem about your prized possession in iambic pentameter with a few of the sound elements discussed in the previous two classes.

I could feel love in his eyes, Care in his hands When I saw him for the first time,Gifted
me many things From the day I saw him, Gave me all I need And all I want…But this
one special On my birthday When I turned sixteen That’s all I wanted then.along with a box full of my favourite chocolates, a kiss on my forehead, a caring hug With all the

love he has for me ...a Violin it was….When I desperately wanted to learn it ..love you dad!