The Poem Girl
"Poetry is like a nice big quilt, with words and pictures, pieced together."
Friday, July 25, 2014
My Shadow
In the morning,
My shadow is a baby,
Two feet tall.
At noon I can't
See it at all.
For dinner, it's a giant!
Ten feet tall,
And it is there 'till sunset,
Joining t
he shadows on the wall.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Morning
In the morning,
Birds are singing.
Creatures getting ready,
For the day.
I get up and go,
To my window,
It is all so beautiful,
That I'll say,
What a wonderful beginning.
To a perfect day.
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