Winter Poems

1. Silent Snow

The snow, it falls so silently. Upon the ground, upon the Oak tree. I tis' amazing how it keeps me awake like crakles of a fire burning at stake. The snow, it falls so sillently. But it gives a very loud noise to me. When I finally get to sleep in my bed a Snow Sceene difts right into my head.

2. Snap, Crackle, Pop

Snap, crackle, pop that's what the fireplace says, "It's snowing, It's snowing," "I give you your warmth and," "Snap, crackle, pop."

Keystone

Question 2

I would miss my friends and my old house. I wouldn't like having every body staring at me when I came to my new shool and I wouldn't like being the shy one all of the time.

Holiday Story

The Richest Christmas

One day there

BLUE

Blue is the color of the sky and the one who loves it must be I. My blue it can be very strong but this sometimes can be very wrong. Blue can be shy, meek, and soft

Swimming center still

Cartoon

Humphry and Spike

Humphry: What a boring day! Ho Hum, I geuss I'll just sit here and stare. What about you Spike?

Spike: Woof, woof.

Humphry: Yay, I know what ya mean Spike, ole boy.

Spike: snarel, snarel, snarel.

Humphry: Boring, boring, boring.

Spike: mmm, mmm.

Humphry: What's the matter.

Rattlel Boom, Boom, Bam, Sqeak, Sqeal.

Humphry: Wow this day sure did have a change in mood.

Setting--In the summer sun Spike under a tree. Humphry--In a hamock near the tree.

November 13 1987

1. The ocean.

2. The Dock in Annapolis.

3. The Dump.

4. The Pitcher in my Grandmother's house.

5. Florida at my Granny's.

6. The woods in my backyard.

7. A Picture in my house.

8. Looking down on South and North Carolina from a plane.

9. King's Dominion.

10. The Everglades.

11. Sugarloaf Mt..

My Favorite Toy

11/5/87

A long time ago I got a gift from one of my great aunts. Actually two great aunts. This was when I was a todller. It was a toy donkey. I was a blue, plush toy that played music. There was a little knob you wound-up and then the donkey would bob his head to the right, to the left, and down torwd the ground while he played the music to the donkey Sarahnaid. I still have him and he prays with me at night. He allways looks sad. When I can't fall asleep my mom or I play it.