POEMS

My Dog

By Joe

I love my dog.

Her name is Lady. I care for her.

She sits down. She rolls over. She lays down.

I love my dog.

Skies

by Elizabeth

God made skies blue.

I like skies pretty too.

The skies are sometimes gray.

And the gray skies mean rain

and cold nights in winter and summer.

The blue skies mean sunshine

and nice warm summer days.

Trees

by Jayce

Thank you, God, for the trees.

They give us air.

They give us paper.

They give us a roof over our heads.

They give us books to learn about You,

And to learn about the things you made for us.

1. Gold rock

2. Gold rocks

3. Gold rocks

4. Gold rocks

5. Gold rocks

6. Gold rocks

7. Gold rocks

8. Gold rocks

9. Gold rocks

10. Gold rocks

Day and what does it make?

A pyramid.

It gets destroyed day and night.

They battle many tanks.

They have been cracked open.

Many rocks fall on the guards.

The king got knocked out.

by Obadiah