A Collection of Poetry
By Mrs. Cincotta's
Second Grade Class
April 2001
Spring Time
Spring is here,
Spring is there,
We like to play over there.
With our friends, we like to play,
Here or there,
We like to play anywhere.
L. B.
I Fly in My Dreams
I am a kite that soars in the sky.
You can watch me fly way up high.
I am the wind that makes the kite go.
Without me, the kite would fall to the ground.
I am the bird that flies in the sky.
You can't catch me even it you try.
I am the God that sees you.
W. P.
Spring
Spring is here.
Spring is here.
What a wonderful day!
I am the sun shining bright.
I am the rain falling from the sky.
I am the flower colorful and bright.
I am the grass as green as the leaves on the
spring trees.
F. W.
Sleep
I sleep in bed
When I'm at home
I nap instead
When I'm alone.
If I can't sleep,
If I can't nap
I start to weep
In my mother's lap.
J. M.
Friends
Friends are nice,
Friends are cool.
Lucely and Kortney
Are my friends at school.
We play, we learn
We share our dreams
Together we're a winning team!!!
M. A.
At School
Once I got my spelling words wrong.
Once I got my math test wrong.
Once I washed the board and left streaks.
Then I got better at all these things.
I had a spelling test and got an A+
I had another math test and got a 100 on it.
I washed the board again and still left streaks.
Oh my goodness!
I can't wash the board no more.
K. D.
Berries
Red berries are red
Blue berries are blue
And we can eat them
Just me and you
L. D.