Sunday, March 1, 2009

M3's poem

Untitled as far as I know. She wrote it the other night when she was supposed to be in bed sleeping.

Nature sings,
Nature sings,
Hear it?
Wind blows,
Leaves shake,
Birds sing,
Dogs bark,
Green grass helter-skelter over the ground,
Water ripples,
Nature sings,
Hear it?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

a monster growls,
eats the dog and birds,
all is good. it's spring.

Gpa

Anonymous said...

I love finding the things that the kids work on at bedtime. We've had some great art, stories and tantrums :)


Nice job M3. It cheered me up today.

Anonymous said...

LOVE the poem! Very good M3! I'm going to print it out so I can read it often. ....and G/pa....no, not any monsters to eat birdies......

Anonymous said...

I LOVE the poem, M3! Very cheerful, indeed.

A monster growls,
eats slumbering grandpa
all is good. it's spring.

Ha!

Anonymous said...

Oh that last comment was from Aunt Noelle : )

Anonymous said...

walt whitman, eat your heart out. that is a wonderful poem.

xo, aunt lauren