Poems
I was sitting in my hammock that hangs in my backyard
listening to the sounds around me,
the chirp, the pop, the bark,
and when I heard that pop it reminded me, you see,
of the little, giant, bubbles that go trickling in the see…
I was swimming in the ocean looking for the rarest fish,
I was looking for the fish that would be tonight’s main dish.
I found one! It’s beautiful! With red, and blue, and green!
Just then I realized I was sitting in a swing.
- by Michelle





