Poetry

We've had a great, focused school morning and were able to do extra things like poetry writing that we have a hard time getting to with babies here.  I thought their poems were so reflective of their interests-

Julia's-
I saw a butterfly in the shed,
When it saw me it turned and fled.
It flew to the garden and saw flowers yummy,
And sucked the nectar in its tummy.

Marc's-
Gandalf battled the Balrog fierce,
And with his sword the beast he pierced.
They fell into the pit so deep,
The fellowship began to weep.

But he did not die in that fearful fight,
He arose again as Gandalf the White
And came to help with his magic power,
And lead them to their shining hour!