Here is a poem that I came across the other day, tell me what you think of it:
The sun it rose with majesty,
The clouds were touched with gold,
It shimmered on the rooftops,
The moment now we hold.
Heidi, Trippy, and I are all sitting in the living room making different kinds of art, it is so awesome. Trippy is writing a song for Music II, Heidi is doing stuff with pictures, and I, well I am trying to write poetry, and we’re cracking up at each other 🙂 . Here is a little ryhme thing that Trippy came up with [ it should be read C..D..E…Who..Ha..He]:
C, D, E, Who, Ha, He
Here is another little ditty, one that I came up with, like, just now so it is kinda stupid:
They were dying.He was crying.
Take a penny. Drop it in the well.
Well people, pray for Grandma,
Fare Thee Well,