WK1 T4 Writing (Poem)

 The End of the DriveWay

At the end of the driveway, the world, Begins

At the End of the driveway, the world is, Going

Kids are playing and drawing.Kids are Studying & Studying for exams.

In the Term Holidays kids are playing and playing

Kids are rolling and rolling.

Inside their house they are yelling and screaming

Inside their house kids are dancing and singing with some loud music.

This girl is doing tik toks, this boy is playing with toy cars.

That what’s gone is a new beginning, 

That what begins is already growing

Fast then Faster

Adults, with their sad faces, 

Squished into the seats for Adults places.

WK1 T4 Writing ( Christmas Poem )

 A Christmas Well Enjoyed

The Candy Canes are Strung, 

The Baubles are on the tree,

The Shocking are dangling read to fill, 

With all things sweet and yummy.

The Cookies are on the table, 

The milk is freshly poured,

We have to write a thank you note,

For all Santa can afford.

We all the food’s been eaten,

And the wrapping been destroyed, 

We’ll still have all the memories

Of a Christmas well enjoyed.

All About Me Poem

The Virus was usual enough

Fireworks Poem

Fireworks

Bang!! Goes the fireworks going up the sky, 

People are hoping that it won’t blow up in their face.

Parents shout “ Don’t come near!”,

Kids usually cannot hear.  

Flickering flames dance in sight, 

With Rockets blasting of in the night.

POP and WIZZ the fireworks go, 

When Children go near parents shout “No!”

The fireworks are so loud, 

As they whoosh into the clouds.

The bonfire creates  lots of smoke,

Which sometimes make you choke.

Back to School rhyming Poem

At School rhyming Poem

Once I forgot the tune to a song

Once I got my spelling words wrong 

Once in PE I fell on my face

Once my juice spilled all over the place

But mostly school is fun fun fun

I run with friends I the playground sun

I learn to read and I read to learn

I feed our fish- We each get a turn

I add and subtract and I count quite well

I go on field trips and do show and tell

And sometimes when there’s extra time

My teacher Lets  us write a rhyme.