Poems

When I grow up…
I want to be rich
When I grow up…
I want to be an archeaologist
When I grow up
I want all kinds of animals
Oh, when I grow up

Rose are red
They blossom in summer
They swing in the wind
And in winter they frost
And they come back
What a beautiful kind of flower.

My little sister,
Called Elizabeth,
Sadly passed away
When she was
Born sleeping
I loved her
And I always will.

Pikachu catcher
Dolphin rider
Shape shifter
Beast tamer
Gold grabber
Dog scavenger

Minion finder
Country explorer
Dinosaur discoverer
Planet navigator
World Cup winner
Time machine creator

When it is spring time.
Playing games with lots of friends.
Enjoy the fun times

Love is a good thing
because you can kiss
your mom, dad
brother or sister

I put a pencil on a ball,
Then I wanted to make it fall.
But however hard I tried,
To push it aside,
It wouldn’t move at all!

Unicorn searcher
X Factor winner
Treasure finder
Disneyland visitor
Dragon collector
Taj Mahal admirer