‘I did/a good job, and I stayed in the game/all day.’: Poems in the form of Letters

Students wrote epistolary poems in the form of letters, fashioned after basketball player Kobe Bryant’s poem, “Dear Basketball.”

Lesson Note: “I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see, and what it means. What I want, and what I fear.” -Joan Didion, Why I Write.

Ms. Romano, 7th Grade

Dear Peanut Butter

by Jevante s.

Dear Peanut Butter,

You’re so creamy and good

But now I make peanut butter and

jelly. When I was younger, I used

to take the whole jar in my room and

eat it.

Oh, peanut butter, if I could

I would only make peanut butter


Dear Joy

by Judah D.

When I first met you, I held you in my arms

I felt so joyed, and people would always ask

me, why did I name you Joy and all I would say

is she brought me joy, so I named her Joy, but one day

my dad bought me a snake. You got scared

but as soon as I put you in my arms,

you were calm. I love you dearly

You make me happy.

But I didn’t want you to be scared

So I got rid of my snake.

You broke my heart when you ran away.

So, I had no choice but to get my snake back.

Love you always,


Mrs. Turner, 6th Grade


by James L.

Dear Basketball,

When I first saw you and dribbled

a ball I liked it and kept on getting better at

it and practiced so I could get better at it

and be the world champion of the NBA.

I loved basketball that I couldn’t give

up on it and not play it.

I would not ever quit becoming a

basketball player

I dreamed as a kid to be a star player in

basketball and be famous and

get rich and help out my family. I always

wanted to be Steph Curry and LeBron

and have a mansion with kids.

I became older and figured out how

to do all the tricks and dribble the ball

and started watching basketball games more

and loving it a lot more.

Dear Milk

by Harmony R.

Dear Leche,

When I first saw you, I knew I loved you

I just got you, but I love you

all the way through never a day

I won’t love you. If I hug a

Teddy bear, I can imagine you

I will always love you.

Sincerely, Harmony

Oh, wait! I’m not done. I love

you forever and ever. If there

was a title for the person who

loves the most. It would be me.

When I realized I loved you

I slept and kept you in my arms

never letting you go. We went to

the store bought you food. I’ve

always been the type of person to

save money, but not today.

Now, serious, this is

the end, but not for my love that will rage on.

Love, Harmony

Ms. Romano, 7th Grade

My Close Friend

by Makyi M.

When I was five, I tapped

your bottom button to turn

you on. So, I let you update

and a couple of hours later

you were considered my


Love. Live. Laughter.

was what you gave to me

for the years I had you

we created so many

memories, but it’s time to

go now, and I have to

turn you in, but that’s

ok, because my closest friend

My No. 7,


Love for Basketball

by Antonio F.

Dear Basketball,

I like basketball

I love to put in the work I touch

a basketball when I was

3 years old I

Love bouncing the ball

I love the sport. I

put my all into this

start working hard to

go in the NBA.

Love You Always,

Antonio F.

Mrs. Turner, 6th Grade

Dear Cheer,

by Melanie C.

Dear Cheer,

I fell in love with you at six. I wanted to cheer for the

Chicago Bears. I then wanted to cheer

for the PSM. Then, I joined the junior

Lovabulls When the season ended. I joined

a cheer team. I then went to my

first competition with a trio. Then

went to Wisconsin and won my


Dear Football

by Nehemiah P.

Dear Football,

I was ten years old when I was watching

football. Then I joined

When I played football, I was nervous

but when I got used to it, I got better

Then, I never gave up. Even when I fell down,

I never gave up.

When my first game came, I did

a good job, and I stayed in the game

all day.



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.