Week Six
I am creative and crazy,
I wonder what Ireland looks like,
I hear voices in my dreams,
I see spirits wandering through the halls,
I want to meet all my favorite youtubers,
I am creative and crazy.
I pretend that my plushies are real,
I feel lonely in a room full of people,
I touch hearts with all my craziness,
I worry about the dark,
I cry when it thunders up above,
I am creative and crazy.
I understand mumble jumble talk,
I say my aunty Lynne, my cat and my
dogs spirits look over me,
I dream of becoming a gymnastics tumbler,
I try to lose weight ,
I hope I become a youtuber,
I am creative and crazy.
Nicole
We have recently done a portrait poem where we have a base poem and we have to make it about us. Mine is up there^ and regarding to that I have writin this.
Am I the only one who believes in spirits around here? I believe that my cats, dogs and relatives spirits follow me around. Well I suppose its not really following but more guiding over me. I say that if you slowly wave your arms up and down at your sides you might be able to feel a cold spot, which I believe is a spirit.