I
was walking back home on my way from the park
And
out of nowhere it began to get dark
I
looked up in the sky and to my surprise
I
saw a rain cloud hanging about ye high
It
looked really sad, so I asked the cloud, “Why?”
The
rain cloud replied, “Because I’m so full of rain
that
I think I might cry.”
“Now, wait just a minute,” I said with a sigh. “If you
don’t mind, I’d like to stay dry.” “If you wet me I’ll
be
sad, please hold on, just try.
Think of something happy, so you won’t cry."
“But
I’m so full of water” the rain cloud said and
“I
can’t hold on much longer.” “I’m not like my
Father, he’s much bigger and much stronger.”
“It’s not a good day for me to get wet,” I said to the cloud
These are my new jeans, and they’re not broken in yet
Suddenly I heard a loud BOOM, and then a strong CRASH!
“I
told you,” said the rain cloud, “that I could not last”
A
bright flash of light and a big wind blew pass
They say I’m the fastest runner in my class.
I
began to run, as fast as I could
When
I felt the first drop, I put on my hood
The
next thing I knew, I was soaked to the skin
I’ll never forget my umbrella, ever again!
I’ll say this to you and I’ll say it really loud,
"NEVER MAKE FRIENDS WITH A SAD RAIN CLOUD!”
By
Anita Tyson-Spence
Apples Round, Apples Red
Apples up, apples down, some apples rotten on the ground
Apples rolling by
on wheels
Apples sunbathing
on grandma’s window sill
Apples cold,
apples hot, apples boiling in a pot
Apples washed up
in the sink
Apples made into
a drink
Apples round, apples red, apples are lying in a bed
Apples made into
a chair
Apples barrettes
in her hair
Apples given to a
pig
Apples even with
a lid
Apples sweet,
apples sour, apples made to keep the hour
Apples candied on
a stick
Apples so much
fun to lick
Apples hanging
where they grow
Hey! Where did
all the apples go?
By Anita Tyson-Spence
