myPhone: Phones are great friends, but

We all smash them way too much

And then we feel dead

I chose this poem because it is disgustingly true. What I mean by this is that we are so addicted by are phones that we consider them our friend.  This poem is a haiku which means that you have five syllables in the first line then seven in the second and five in the last line. The first thing I did with my group was choose what the haiku was going to be about. Then we tried to find a  a 5 syllable phrase about phones, then  we did the same thing but with seven syllables, and last we maid another phrase with five syllables. Something that came easy to me was figuring out what the topic should it should be. Something I found challenging was the five seven five form.