Poem - Smile

SMILE!

I smile to tell the world i'm alright,

To show them what I see is bright,

To let Jesus know I will be there for light,

To give people a clue that

people's smiles are not blue,

That smiles are happy people,

That smiles mean love,

We are all remain as happy doves.

By Crystal

Seasons Poem

This is my seasons poem I done on the holidays.

When the sun shines

When the sun shines,

it burns, it  boils, it bakes, it blaze
and it roasts my shoes until it cooks.

When the sun shines,
it evaporates my brown hands,
it makes my skin go darker,
and it warms up my room.

When the sun moves,
it wipes the sweat off my hair,
it calms down,
and the moon rises.

When I make the sun shine,
I can fry my rice,
dry my clothes,
and melt my slushie.