Listen When the Wind Blows
By Abigail A. Ward
Listen when the wind blows
The kite blows
The trees blow
Listen when the wind blows
Then that's all that it should be.
Listen when the wind blows
The clouds blow
The bushes blow
Then that's all that it should be.
(I should note that it is windy this morning here in Minnesota)
The Racoon Races
By Abbey A. Ward
The racoon races
The deer chases
The birds chatter
The greens whatter
The trees whisper
A baby whimpers.
Abbey! I loved your poetry!!! I can't wait to read more! I remember when I was 9 years old I woke up in the middle of the night and just had to write a poem to God that was in my head from a dream. I don't remember now what I wrote but I remember that I just had to pen it down quickly!
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Abbey, your poetry is beautiful. I especially like the one with the wind and the sound it makes. I didn't start writing poetry until I was twelve, but I also liked describing nature and wind. Please write more! You have a real talent for writing! (It runs in the family:))
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Aunt Karyn