hmmmm...
seasons come seasons go season of spring
is always refreshing
while winter is good,
i almost understood,
that summer is better ,
no matter the weather!,
fall is coming,
the leaves are hustling and bustling ,
seasons go and seasons come...
by beth aka daisy
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COOL POEM!
ReplyDeletethanks i wrote it
ReplyDeleteI can tell I love poems! My mom wrote some when she was little..
ReplyDeleteSchool may drool
But your not a fool
Your broke your pencil
You do a stencil
Your dog ate your homework
You dropped you only clean for
Your dads mad about your bad grades
Your teacher fades then a subsitute comes
You start a club when someones left out
Then you met a new a friend
But you have a leaky sink
You have to go home
I will give a wink
Goodbye Now
OOH A BIRD FLEW BYE!
My dad made a poem in high school:
ReplyDeleteDucks are good,
ducks are nice,
ducks taste great,
with wine on ice
so now my freind,
the ducks are here,
so have a duck, and have a beer.
BUT THIS SCHOOL THOUGHT U COULDNT GO TO HEAVEN IF YOU DRANK ALCOHOL, SO DAD CHANGED IT TO....
Ducks are good,
ducks are nice,
ducks taste great,
with wild rice,
and now my freind,
the ducks are here,
so have a duck, and have good cheer.
THE SECOND ONE GOT A B- IM PRETTY SURE
LOL!!!!!!!!!! Well tell your dad hes a great poet!
ReplyDeleteHere is another poem..
I live happily in my tree.
I fly like a bee but not as small as a flea.
I like the fall I am fast like lightning.
It was frightning when I saw something strange.
It looked like they were playing softly.
But I don't know what it was.
I fluttered my wings for I could breathe to see the tiny things. What are they? Their kids I think.. I saw them wink! AGAIN AND AGAIN! Are they blinking? Or are they winking? Its time to reveal myself from my little shell. I am a hummingbird. I am coming!
hey guys glad u like my poem blog!!!
ReplyDeletei am beth i manage 2 blogs this one is not for chat but just publishing ur work.....u know poems stories ummm articals.....
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