The sun is shining,
the birds all flew.
A lion leaps high as
if to try to reach the sky,
which looks brand new.
Fish are swimming in the river blue,
a black bear is reaching he’s caught very few.
The rising sun makes the water glisten;
and, if you listen,
you”ll hear sounds you never knew.
By: Rachel S
What a fantastic poem, Rachel!! love you!!
What a fantastic poem, Rachel!! love you!! xoxo
Here I go, now this is my style. I guess I never graduated past some of these. Violence is not my coup of tea. Some people never grow up and that is me.
Thanks, Gramma
Rachel, You did a fantastic job writing this poem. You should try writing some more. Great job.!!!!