Thursday, September 06, 2007

Autumn

This is the poem that my daughter wrote for her creative writing assignment today.

Autumn
Red gold leafs, drifting, drifting
Crisp cool winds, blowing, blowing
And as leafs drift and as winds blow,
I watch the people 'round me grow.
Leafs of Youth, drifting, drifting
Winds of Time, blowing, blowing
And as leavs drift and as winds blow,
I watch the people 'round me grow

2 comments:

Staci Eastin said...

That's a lovely poem.

Anonymous said...

And she says she doesn't like writing! That's an awesome poem! I'm going to read it to E this morning. We've been reading poems about the months and seasons. Way to go Ga Hoole Girl!