Poetry Corner
It's time once again for a poem by my 8-year-old son:
The sun falls
Ready for night
And darkness creeps
Over the forest
Sounds come from deep inside
Later on the sun comes up
And you wonder
From last night
Who made those meows.
The sun falls
Ready for night
And darkness creeps
Over the forest
Sounds come from deep inside
Later on the sun comes up
And you wonder
From last night
Who made those meows.
Permalink posted by Idaho Dad at 11:59 PM
3 Comments:
Well done!!
That's pretty nifty, I like the end:)
I agree with Dan; the last line is enjoyable. It adds a sense of mystery -- something to ponder!
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