I am quite the fan of kids writing.
This one comes from one of our,
not so short ones, but short enough.
It’s most creative, and I especially
love that she illustrated it, wrote in
cursive and check out the rhyming…
Snowy December
Tonight is cold
but the fire is bold
we blow out the light
and snuggle tight
our Mother is knitting
and our father is sitting
wrighting down news for the town
the wind howls
and the cat yowls
and the Maid screams
have good dreams
but we’re already sleeping
deeply thinking
of a shugar plum fairy
and a dragon thats scary
our parents are asleep
Not a bird makes a cheep
and the clock doesn’t whir
another day has passed
and it’s sleep time at last
