Down, down, down,
Fell the snow,
To the ground.
Crunch, crackle, crunch,
It softly did munch;
Silky and glittery,
In the cold, cold evening.
I looked out of my room window,
I could see the snow,
It looked like a big crystal,
But of course,
I did know,
That it was the snow.
- Catherine, Age 7
Fell the snow,
To the ground.
Crunch, crackle, crunch,
It softly did munch;
Silky and glittery,
In the cold, cold evening.
I looked out of my room window,
I could see the snow,
It looked like a big crystal,
But of course,
I did know,
That it was the snow.
- Catherine, Age 7
Sadly, my teacher pointed out that this task was to write a poem about ice. I had to start again!
I love that you still have this poem... :)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was 8 I wrote a poem entitled "What is Brown?" and it was published in Puffin Post (you are probably way too young to remember Puffin Post, it was like a London Review of Books for primary school children). I so wish I still had that poem. It had some genius rhyming, eg "cow" and "now". Worthy of Noel Gallagher.... ;)
Awww!
ReplyDeleteAge seven.
I love it.
beautiful poem and pic...i wan't some snow!
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monica