Wednesday, August 27, 2008

poem

A while ago I wrote a poem.
I showed it to mom and she typed, framed, and decorated it.
It was called
Snowflake Ballet.
This is how it went.

Snowflake Ballet

Snowflakes fly
Snowflakes play
Snowflakes dance a snow ballet.
With dresses of ice
And shoes of glass
They twirl, thy flutter,
The dance all day.
Snowflakes fly
Snowflakes play
Snowflakes dance a snow ballet.

1 comment:

Kelly said...

Love this poem.