Posted by: Hannah Hart. on: April 26, 2010
Theres so many trees
they all are green
It began this month
when it all went green
After a long hot rain
is when they all turned green
As the days go by,
there’s more turning that summer green
It’s on that hill
were its hill-side green
Inspired by my thoughts in math.
May 26, 2010 at 6:59 pm
Hannah, I love your poem. It is very true. I’ve waken up certain days and everything was green and bright. Also your poem is very rhythmic. I love it.
May 26, 2010 at 7:01 pm
Thanks Katie!! Your a true friend!!