Libby has discovered the Poet Within

The Park!

The sun will then arise,

And form the happy skies,

The bells ring,

As the birds sing,

The leafs dance around,

To the rocks that they surround.

We sat on the rock, on that windy day,

There is not much more to say.

The rain was still there, from the night before,

I really want to say more.

Down below, we saw ponds,

And tons of people’s lawns.

It was peaceful, wonderful, joyful, and beautiful!


By: Libby Newman

Reader: Thank you for reading my little poem! I hope you enjoyed it!