Red Reilly Roo

Reilly is a red head,
With orange curly hair
If ever a tear i shed,
She is always there.

Rye is my best friend,
Faithful as can be
Always there, a hand to lend,
She's everything to me.

Squirt makes me laugh a lot,
The hardest I'll ever know
And can say it without a though,
That she is always putting on a show.

Eve

Eve is tall and slim

Blowing in the breeze,

She makes the sun look dim

And some people sneeze.

Eve has long roots

That grow under the ground

Sometimes she makes fruits

That are beautifully round.

Eve has leaves that are green

And a trunk of brown

That forever will lean

Toward the ground.

She is strong and sturdy

Grounded in her soil

There she'll forever be

Through all life's turmoil.

Eve is very tall

She reaches up towards the sky

Sometimes her leaves may fall

But she will never die.

What is Eve?

The Best Thing

They say the best thing in life is money,
At least that's what I hear
But there is something missing from the sound,
Of all those coins clanging in my ear

They say the best thing in life is fashion,
At least that's what I'm told
But there is something missing from the sound,
Of clothes being bought and sold

They say the best thing in life is fame,
At least that's what is taught
But there is something missing from the sound,
Of fans being caught

They say the best thing in life is family,
That is what i know,
And there is nothing missing from the sound,
Of them helping me to grow.

Fire Ants

Yesterday we went to watch fireworks to celebrate the 4th of July. When we were there, me and my brother got bitten by fire ants. It was very painful so me and Camree decided to write a poem about it.

I wish that fire ants would die,
They are even more obnoxious than a fly
3 bites from one mean bug,
For a tiny thing he's awfully smug,
Now I know why they are called fire ants,
because the burning made me do a dance,
And I hope that uncle Sam is glad,
though I am certainly quite mad,
For it was on his special day,
That brought me here to say,
While to my country i give love,
Of these ants I've had enough!

McKenzie's Poem

This is the Poem that my sister, Camree wrote for me.

Oh baby how I love you,
you make my heart smile
your my special little friend,
For you I would walk a mile.

I would do anything for you,
anything that you desire,
anything big or small,
baby, I'd walk through fire.

Just to be with you,
Just to hold you in my arm,
Honey i would fight for you,
and keep you away from harm.

You are the sunshine in the day,
the moon and stars at night,
you make me so happy,
that i swear i could take flight.

You are my everything and more,
you are the life that is in me,
You are the definition of beauty,
Baby, you are everything to me.

I wake up in the morning,
and you're all that is on my mind,
you are smart and cute and funny,
You're awesome, fun and kind.

So let me tell you today,
you mean the world to me,
you are everything I want in life,
Honey, you are everything i see.

We share a special bond,
one unique between two,
so i want to tell the world,
Baby...... I LOVE YOU!!!

Haiku

Haiku's are 3 lined poems that don't have to rhyme. Each line of the haiku is a different number of syllables. The Ones I did were 5, 7, 5. So the first line is 5 syllables, the next line under it is 7 syllables, and the last line is 5 syllables.

Rain Haiku

Sad tears from the sky
Wet and cold slippery too
Rainbows at the end

Nature Haiku

Trees sway back and forth
The sun lights up the blue sky
The world is at peace

Camree's Hospital Poem

I wrote this poem for my sister, Camree, while she was in the hospital, after getting stabbed in her ovary.


Oh, how you must hate the hospital,
It simply is no fun,
You'll be gone soon, the doctor says,
But it's now that you want to make a run,
Of all the bad places you have been,
The hospital is the worst,
And when you're allowed, you'll be out the door very first,
The plastic food they give you,
Could make Hades fall down flat,
And all the while, you'd rather be sleeping,
Tucked away like a bat,
But throughout the whole experience, remember that
Soon enough you'll be home,
standing on the welcome mat.

Poetry

Poetry is BIG feelings, in little words.