Thursday, May 28, 2009

More Poetry

File under: My Daughter Freakin Rocks. Just looking over the book of poetry her class made, and I love hers. It's called:

I know...

I know a puzzle piece spins like a merry-go-round.
It can do a cartwheel.
It has something I'm afraid of on it.
The puzzle piece looks like a merry-go-round
because it has different colors.

2 comments:

Alamo said...

your daughter freakin' rocks!

david said...

this is way better than i could ever write.