Junior Poets

Here is some fabulous poetry from some of our youngest poets:

THE CLOUDS
by Danial G (Year 2, age 7)

The clouds look like ghosts

moving so slowly in the sky.
At night
the ghost clouds
go away.

MY DOG

by Shona B (Year 1, age 6)

My dog’s fur

is as soft as clouds
his tongue
is as rough as bark

IF I WERE A MILLIONAIRE

by Izak (Year 4, age 8)

If I were a millionaire

I would wear silk underwear
I’d drive a V-12 Ferrari
and go on a bush safari
I would sail a ship
that would never flip
I would eat lobster and KFC
and I’d never eat a single pea.