The waves are the wind.
Boom! went the waves crashing onto the rocks.
We had fun, as the sand hit my hand.
The Beach makes me happy.
It was wet, wet, wet.
White water, shimmered in the reflection of the Moon.
The Sun smiled
I ran like a cheetah!
Poems
I Love Butterflies!
2
December 20, 2016
by
aged
Hello, I’m Summer
and I like butterflies’
I think I’ll catch one in my net
So I can keep one as a pet.
For just a while to see its wings
up close they are such pretty things.
I’ll let my friends all have a look
and write about it in a book.
Beliefs of All Types
0
December 20, 2016
by
aged
I have my belief and so do you,
I think it’s good, I wonder if you do…
Nobody should think bad of their belief
Because it won’t give them any grief.
Beliefs are special, don’t you think?
They aren’t something like a simple wink.
If you feel ashamed of your belief because of others,
Just tell someone how you feel, like your mother.
I’m a person who’s sometimes sensitive,
That’s why I’m not always active.
If I fail other people might emotionally blow off
So when I am playing I don’t show off,
Everyone should be fine with a religion,
Nobody should make a rude exclamation.
If someone is another religion, you could try to be their friend,
If you’re in a tight position, they could defend.
This is a message for everyone,
Once you get the meaning you’re done.
I hope you learn I’m yearning,
I myself am always learning…
A Tween’s Christmas
0
December 20, 2016
by
Dear Santa,
I’ve been fairly good this year
I’m sure you would agree,
Just ask your elves and they will tell
Just you wait and see!
Tidying my room without being asked
Has become quite a normal thing
And washing the plates (which I hate)
I do with the pride of a king!
So this year I ask for something
That is quite, well… different
A pair of trainers and a jumper
Will make me feel quite pleasant.
I’d like to say I’m ‘Growing Up’
And acting more mature
And with the Grace of God I’ll carry on
And good deeds I’ll do more!
Alex Claire
2
December 20, 2016
by
aged
Alex Claire, liked to text without getting any rest.
She didn’t have any time to make a single dime.
One day, Alex texted a stranger which led to great danger.
She thought he had great fame but didn’t know he was really lame.
After eating, Alex got beaten. But before that, she lied to mama
that she was going over to Sasha’s.
And mama said my poor baby is gone,
she didn’t even wait to see dawn
My Castle
3
December 20, 2016
by
aged
My castle stands tall and proud
above sad shades of blue and green
The sea is chasing the mango sunset
that is burning above the horizon
The big bare sky
has blending colours of pink and brown
In the distance the clouds are like warriors
fighting in a never ending battle
The isolated cliffs are like chipped peices of solid gold
locked in the most dirty dull dark prison
The castle Is made of old chisled stone
strong enough that the most treacherous beast
will not be able to enter
The turrets are like dragon skins
rotting in the damp rain
The wind carries the golden flag
through the emerald hills
This is my castle
What is yours?
Being Sick
3
December 19, 2016
by
aged
Being sick
Is not my pick,
It needs a kick
Not a lick!
You sometimes get bored
It just can’t be ignored,
Tell your lord
Who probably has a Ford
That being sick
is not my pick.