There in your hands you hold a flower
Some are big, but most are small
You're out there looking for about an hour
Soon you start to miss your doll
Soon you start to miss your doll
Now your beginning to forget the flowers
Your legs get tired so you began to stall
Start to gather your flower powers
Start to gather your flower powers
Soon enough you will be at the mall
Your mother picked all your sunflowers
Be careful...don't fall
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In Part I , I wrote a little missive to my 8th graders. For part II, I think I will try and compose a poem from some things I wrote during...
16 comments:
That was a realy nice pome, I wonder what hapend to the doll?
I like how you explained how to be carefull! Great job!
Really good poem loved the title and how it brand me into the story.
Wow! Nice poem. Honestly, the name really got me hooked in this😂👏
I love the rhyming words throughout the poem. Good job!
The repetition set a neat mood.
OMG! I with I could write poems! I love this I would give anything to be about to write like that! I guess i should get to writing! 🤣🤣❤
The IDK poem is a great title for this poem. You did a very nice job rhyming! What did happen to the doll?
this poem is well thought out and really really awesome, great job
The poem is really cool. I can just see and fell having the legs of a sunflower. 👍🏽
love the way that you set up the poem. Keep writing. Amazing story.
Ahhahahahah. IDK were you were going with that but I couldn't stop reading. HA
Haha I love the title. I think this could become a very great story, so keep writing!
I like the title, hope this becomes a longer piece of writing
This felt deep to me even though it might not have meant to be
I love this so much! I love how you gave the poem a simple body and you used great details. Keep up the fantastic work!
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