My Farm poem

Farm.

The farm is a memory of when we were young,
with lots of cow and sheep dung,
long grass and fresh air brings our family togerther and kids everywere.

There's a beautiful view of the beach,
Sometimes I wish I could put my hand out and reach.

The farm is like a huge green land,
You can walk down to the beach and get lots of sand.

The animals are big cute and always around,
Leaving presents all over the ground.

Every few years we go mushrooming,
Cooking it up with meat that is lean.

Every few years easter come's around,
Leaving easter eggs scattered all of the ground,
We have fun hunting for eggs,
Sometimes there are clues hanging by pegs.

Our farm seams very famous because of Mercedes Bend,
Where the path will lead us to were the farm may end.

By Anna and Ellie. (2006)

Poem about Mum.

Mum
You smell like a beautiful new red rose blosseming,
you look like a shinning star in the night sky,
you feel like a pool of water smooth and adictive,
you pull me closer and closer just like a magnet,
you have a very special loving touch,
that lives in the middle of my heart,
thats where it will always stay.

By Anna.

Cinquain.

Ocean
Greeny blue sea
Movement, rolling, curling
There's a beautiful underworld
Water.

By Anna.

Cinquains

Leaflike
Brown and green leaves
Free falling and twisting
a current of air brushing me
ripple.

By Anna.