Square
In school, in math, I learned a square
Had equal sides, so it was fair
To see it not at all the same
As shapes by any other name.
A rectangle was different since
Two sides were shorter, glaring hints
That it could never be a square;
Inside my brain that fact is there.
Today, though, in a class on Zoom,
I found out I cannot presume
That what I learned is still correct;
Somehow the dots do not connect.
I’d helped my grandson with his math
And led him down the wrong-choice path,
For rectangles included squares
When counting - caught me unawares!
Now math is not my strength, but still,
To alter what is mastered will
Into my credence place a dent -
At least in rhyme I get to vent!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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