Philippe Petite Poem by Hailey Jackson

When I first started trying to write my poem, I was anxious because I'm kinda awful at writing them. Also, I personally don't like poems that don't rhyme so I wanted to make mine do so in hopes that it would make up for my lack of poetry writing skills. It first started when I told my friend I had to write a poem and she started jokingly singing "Twinkle Twinkle little Star". I tried joking back by putting the Petite's experience into it and decided I liked it. I then just kinda thought about the main things I wanted to put in there and thought how I could put them together to rhyme. I wrote the poem as if it was from Petite's perspective. In the end, this is what I came up with:

Up above
The world so high
Like a tight rope walker
In the sky
Walking the rope
Toe to toe
Dancing above the world below

Shivering in the winter cold
I was always the one to break the mold
I made this this city my own
up here all alone
Keeping the gods on my side
on the day I nearly died
Conquering my dreams
then walking away to the crowd's scream.