Friday, April 17, 2009

My Acrostic Spring Poem

Speshol flowers are comeing out
Preshes roses are sproting out
Rain falls from the sky
Ice is melting
Now it is nice
Green grass is back

1 comment:

Room 306 said...

Grace,

Cool acrostic poem! I really like the adjectives you used - "special" flowers and "precious" roses! How do the animals on your farm act differently when spring arrives?

Love,
Ms. E