Category: 05th

Pennies From Heaven

A penny from heaven
From a dog or a cat
Person someone family member
A small little gift A card A memory A penny

From heaven
A small little hello I’m here
Memories surround us memories are here
A little love A little bye A little shine

From a penny from heaven

A little mystery a little trick your past one wants to9 see you Laugh

A little reminder of us past members we are still here

Our home is heaven a wonderful place we come with Gifts

Memories Reminders of us Memories of you

We come with pennies from heaven
Heaven is our home don’t take us back to pain we
are
with you in your heart

From al heaven has taught me here’s a penny from earth

Nature

Nature o Nature!
You calm us, and give us room
to think new thoughts, to

see wonders that we
can only dream about, yet
see with our own eyes.

Though not for very
long! The wind, trees, water, fire,
earth, animals

will soon fall victim
to human’s machinery,
polluting the earth.

Yet… there is still hope;
a glimmer, a shine, but we
only deserve it

if we work hard to
take care of our beautiful
humble, strange, planet.

5th Grade

Sometimes we are like angry bears
Sometimes others stare
But we really don’t care!

We really steal the spotlight
It makes us feel just right
Problem is, others want to fight.

Sometimes we seem different
When we are different,
We ignore the difference

We think we need help,
We’re just like kelp,
When others help

A normal day is just the same
But we’ve got lions to tame
So we’re in that frame

Sometimes very shy
Sometimes we lie
But then we get fried

Sometimes we feel special
Others think we’re special
5th grade is great!

We Love the World

Imagine the world
In September skies
Almost right as rain

Imagine the Sahara Sun
Near a Texas rose
And all the gothic gold

Imagine a Belgian waffle
And a plumberri
Growing on a Tynewood

Imagine the winter chill
And a big snow bank
And of course a starry night

Imagine some island time
Waves are river rough
And it’s bayside blue

Imagine a blue nile
Plus a deep sea
And a ship’s harbour

Now I lay in
wayward winds
Wishing the the world
By a bonfire

I am

I am the green of the trees
The grass is as still as space
The shining sun with little gold lace

I wonder why the moon and sun are never together
Why the little small voice is always whispering hush

I hear the small breeze
and my breath being released
and the swings in a sea of rust

I see the green mixed with the night sky
of the chairs, the sky blue as a ripe blueberry

I want the yellow roses with rocks and sticks of all colors and the grass to brush my feet as I walk

I am the sky, the clouds, the sun, and moon
I am me