There was once a girl
Who hurt her toe.
Although it really hurt
She still wanted to sew.
Her sister Arissa
Was five years old.
She never did
What she was told.
Her brother Armaan,
Was very happy.
He was going to be 14
Although he was still flappy.
German planes zooming around,
Dropping bombs upon the ground,
Air raid wardens warn to hide,
While the army build towers in the tide,
Everyone hears the sirens go off,
And when smoke comes from the bombs people start to cough,
Soon the war has ended,
And everything started to get mended,
Now people can live their lives again,
And pray to God, thank you, amen.
He is still lurking in that lake
Waiting to bite off people’s legs
He waits there quietly
Until one day
A human gets into the lake!
The Crocodile snaps
But the human has a weapon to scare him away
He swam for miles with his big smug smile
But he was never seen again
That was the poem of the crocodile!
Standing there on a window sill
tall and proud
brightly colored the petals are
the earth is rather brown
the vase is pale pink
the leaves are short and round
a sweet smell fills the room
the bees are all around
We stood on the balcony of his house,
When those very words came out of his mouth
He hugged me tight and then he said…
I love you darling more than anyone else.
He looked at me,
I smiled a lot,
You are like my flower,
You’re the sun in the sky,
You’re the one that makes my life,
You are beautiful,
You are brave,
I love you dear,
I’m not afraid!
My birthday has finally come,
I can’t open all of my presents at once!
I’m getting older,
I’m getting taller,
I wonder if I’m getting shorter?
123 shout yippee, because my birthday is today,
I’m on my way,
To freedom,
My future is ahead,
Of me,
I want to be a writer musician or artist one day.
My birthday!
Putting the books into
My bag
At school at the end
Of the day is the best
Thing of school.
Wait! This book doesn’t look
Like mine.
Did somebody keep this,
In my desk?
Might have happened when
Some other class came to ours.
While we were having PE.
Its label says the
Name’s Tony.
And the class is III C.
I open the book.
It’s a computer textbook.
Wait! I had put this book
Into my desk.
Somebody had not put this
Book in my desk.
When we had gone
To the computer room,
The teacher had asked
For my book,
So that she could
Correct it.
I had given it to her.
The bell then rang.
I took my book and
Went back to class.
The only problem with this
Was that this ‘my book’
Was not my book.
I got to III C,
Wondering that this Tony
Would be crying and wondering
Where his computer textbook is.
I go to class III C.
‘Excuse me ma’am,
Is there is a person in
This class called Tony?’
Said I ‘I have his computer
Textbook and would like
To give it to him.’
He had already left.
So I wonder what the next
Best thing to do was.
Guess what I did?
I went to the computer room,
Went to the teacher,
And gave her that textbook.
So, now, hopefully,
That 3rd grader called Tony,
Has got his computer textbook,
And currently is reading through it.
I don’t think I need to hope,
I am pretty sure he got his book back.
Monkeys chattering in the trees
Snakes slithering beneath the leaves
Rain falling like lemon drops
Frogs sitting upon wet logs
Tarantulas crawling across the forest floor
BUT YOU WILL NEVER EVER FIND THE DOOR!
First steps
First steps
First steps
Your first steps
First, start eat and drinking
First steps
First words
FIRST STEPS