I am thankful that my folks never get mad at me. Look at the paper I shredded and they just laugh and say I am an artist. .Sorry about the laser eyes, mom could use a photography class. I am also thankful that I will get to see my Grammie today.
And here is my poem based on this photo:
A little over a year ago,
can’t remember if there was snow.
Our friend, Sammy was ready to leave
his passing everyone would grieve.
Before he left, he took a ride
in a hot air balloon, riding inside.
We each showed him a special place
we chose Emily Dickinson’s birth place.
I know you already know it,
but Sammy was an excellent poet.
More than that , he was a friend to all
and when he left, we all did bawl.
Here are the Friendly Fill-Ins for tomorrow. Mom came up with the first two and Annie of McGuffy’s Reader came up with the second two.
1. I have never been able to _____________________.
2. I wish I could still ___________________.
3. ____ is my ideal winter night.