Audra F.
4 SeasonsSummer
Winter Spring Fall Those are the seasons praise them all Summer is hot winter is cold spring is in between Fall is neither hot or cold it is both now you see Fall is full of crinkly leaves Spring is full of flowers Summers when the new leaves come And winters when snow showers |
My PenIt scribbles all over the paper writing about dragons and gnomes
as if it has a mind of its own It writes about magic wands and wizards’ hats, too It writes about Halloween cats and how black bats flew It writes and it writes all day and all night about stories and poems My pen is on flight. It soars through the air at 100 m.p.h. But when I sit and read the stories I cower I think they are bad, but other people do not They like the two dragons and all the wars that they fought! Hour upon hour I sit and write I scribble and I skwable my stories through the night I would finish, but I have to shut my light |