I will put in my box
A tiny pink rabbit pounding down waterfalls
Silver wings to carry me along a chain of stars
Glistening drips of water dripping from the forest leaves
I will put in my box
Trees greeting me with their swinging branches
Squirrels nibbling on juicy nuts
Our own glistening moon.
I will put in my box
A werewolf howling to the moon
A princess's wooden carved curtains
Swaying in the wind.
I will put in my box
The calm blue beautiful ocean
A nightingale singing its beautiful song
Bees buzzing in their golden hive.
My box is fashioned with forest moss,
Its hinges are made of the finest bark.
My box will take me me to a land of fantasy,
Where I will play with every fantasy creature in the world
And do my wildest dreams.
2 comments:
Dara
I really love this poem. I couldn't write as well as this! You have a real way with words and I have a vivid picture in my head, which you painted with words. Thank you so much for this wonderful gift. Truly special.
Annie
hi Annie I made up a poem called
The Witches Problem. It goes like this
Cat in the window,mouse in the door,snake in my pocket,its starting to poor,out of the window all dark and gloomy,the night shines but I've lost my old broomy.
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