I promise to post something soon. I just need a few moments to gather my thoughts without sibling squabbles.
Until then, here is a short poem that is part of Caity's poem book she is creating in school. I have her permission to share this one, but she wants to have something fun to show mamaws and papas when she has her book completed.
RED
Red is the feeling I enjoy.
Red is the feeling of Christmas cheer.
Red is the bright strawberry in the sunny morning.
Red is the sound of a robin singing loudly in a nest.
Red is the feeling of cozy and warm I sleep with at night.
Red is the taste of spicy pepper that is crunchy.
Red is the smell of pepperoni baking on pizza.
Apr 2, 2008
Poem by Caitlyn
Posted by Walking in 'Menchis' at Wednesday, April 02, 2008
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2 comments:
Caity,
This is a wonderful poem. It is very descriptive. We really get the feeling of RED.
Love you,
Mamma and Papa W
Great Job Caity, Red is now one of my new favorite colors because of the poem!
Uncle Jason is very proud of you as am I.
Love, Aunt Patti and Uncle Jason
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