Poems

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I slowly step on the boat
While my friends push me afloat
The waves crashing against against the wood
Unbalancing me as I stood
As I grab the oar I say
Look, I’m sailing away

I paddle until I’m weary
All the surrounding sea becomes eerie
I look at the dusky sky
Waving the light goodbye
Tomorrow I will wake and say
Thank God I’m sailing away

I think my poem should be about a mime,
He will have hair the colour of lime
and he will have a pair of big red shoes.
Oh I know, his favourite animal is kangaroos.
I know this poem is gonna rock but to
some it might come as a shock.
I know mime is supposes to be just black and white,
But who cares? I’ll just end my poem
with a happy sight.

Hello
If you wanna know who my family is
Then I would guide you to read this:

Yeah,
My Dad is cool
He lives in a pool
He drops me off at school
But he is allergic to wool
Soooo I am bliss he is cool.

Yeah,
My mum is nice
She loves spice
She is as sweet as mice
But does not like rice
Soooo I am glad she is nice.

Yeah,
My sister is sweet
She plants lots of wheat
And she loves meat
But she annoyingly tweets
Soooo I am glad she is sweet.

Yeah,
I am best
I like to be a guest
I always rest
But I am a cute pest
Soooo I am bliss I am the best!

Love can be nice or it can be mean,
but it also can be seen…
by kisses and laughter or tears and sorrow.
For true love will stay forever
and not just stop at tomorrow. So I say again,
love can be happiness or sadness,
for there is never a right or wrong.

When I look up in the sky I see the hot sun so high
and when I look up at night I see the cool moon very high
One day I thought, why is the sun so very hot
while the moon is so cool
Why is everyone working in the day
Why is day noise is so irritating
and at night it is so peaceful?
Then I thought, what will happen if the sun won’t be
If the sun won’t be, how can I see the beautiful sea
the nice flowers and the trees
and that’s why we need the sun to see
the beauty
If the sun won’t be
how will I see?

Trudge, trudge, walking to school
Splash, splash, water bucketing down
When something as small as my thumbnail
hopped out from the gutter,
‘Croak, croak!’
It looked at me
Plod, plod, I crept closer,
my feet were nearly touching it,
and it didn’t hop away.
After a while it seemed extremely bored
So, my new green friend
went ‘croak, croak’ and hopped away.

I got to school still amazed
That was the thing that made my day
Even though I tried to explain it
No one believed me!
Well that’s sad for them
They will never know
about that frog
that made my day.

I know you will be going soon, so I want you to know
I will never forget you, wherever you go
You were beautiful in every way
I wish you could’ve been here another day
One day we shall meet again.