by Katy
age 9
Beach School
Piedmont

Deep in the meadow where the grass grows green.
I sat down to look at the magnificent scene,
Birds were singing,
Flies were winging,
Frogs were croaking,
Deer were joking,
The grass grew tall,
Young boys would play ball,
Spiders built their web so nice and carefully,
I almost forgot the big blooming tree,
The brown shingle houses were made with such grace,
Cotton tailed bunnies were having a race,
Owls a-hooting a merry tune
I looked up to see the big full moon,
Loving hearts found each other,
Just like me, my father, and mother.