We read "The House by the Side of the Road" by Sam Walter Foss in literature class today, and Sarah was inspired to write some poems of her own:
Eyes
I'm glad I'm homeschooled and don't go to Morton Junior High.
I see college ahead
and butter and bread
with my tiny Asian eyes.
I flip and flop, and I turn and toss,
and look at the clear blue skies.
Noah sees me, and I see him
with my tiny Asian eyes.
Sleeping Kitty
The kitty is asleep, all comfy and cozy in Mom's big warm lap.
It's purring itself to sleep into a long wonderful nap.
Once it wakes up it will stretch right up
and then curl itself in a wrap.
The kitty's asleep, all comfy and cozy in Mom's big warm lap.
Coming Home
Dad's coming home
not from Paris or Rome
but just from work today.
I'll scream and jump and yell, "Yay! Yay! Yay!"
Then he'll pick me up and whirl me around and whisk me away.
Dad's coming home
not from Paris or Rome
but just from work today.
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