Poems

You’re my friend,
Living around the bend,
I hope you are my friend,
Friends mend
Each other’s hearts.
And you’re my friend.

After fourteen long years
I come back here
Memories flood me
Familiar faces
Greet me with joy
Causing a small twinge
In my heart
As I remember the days
I spent here
With my friends
And family
Surrounded by people
Who love me
And care
I look at the dusty ceiling
And recall
How I used to hate those webs
That were spun
By spiders
Living in our ceiling
I look at the garden
Still flourishing
With flowers
Blooming
I breathe in the air
And sigh
As I realize
That this is my one and true
Home

I loved candy
It was the best
But then I loved pizza
so now my friends
what can I do?
Help me, PLEASE

A great friend
is someone that has respect,
manners
and last of all cares.
A friend,
a friend
and my friend is Tino!

So this is a poem
but it really happened
Me and my grandma went for a walk.
We went for the best Aero ever.
We felt like we had walked through half the hospital
And then the shop was shut!

The sand is so soft,
like the fluff in my loft.
The bright sun shines in kids’ eyes,
so bright kids can hardly see.

Trotting through the fields
Galloping across the land
Feet barely touching the ground
It races on
At the speed of light
As its flaming mane
Tries to keep up
Its bushy tail
Blowing ferociously
In the wind
And there it stands
Smart and tall
It looks at me
And whinnies

Oh Jesus, why is my life so easy?
Oh, why are my feet so cheesy?
Hello Mr Christmas tree, why are you so fatty?
Santa, why is your beard so chunky?
HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY