Lurch
Bluelighter
this is the first poem I wrote way back in fourth grade:
Birds
Birds, birds in the air, flying here and there.
Every time I see a bird my eyes begin to glare.
They fly up and down and all around without a single bound.
I wonder where those birds all go when in the year comes snow.
Anyone remember their first poem?
Birds
Birds, birds in the air, flying here and there.
Every time I see a bird my eyes begin to glare.
They fly up and down and all around without a single bound.
I wonder where those birds all go when in the year comes snow.
Anyone remember their first poem?
