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Poems on a rainy day

Lydia:

“I Like Rain”

Rain is wet.

Rain can be going down fast

or slow.

I like rain.

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Jonah:

“Rain, Rain, Rain”

The rain

Cold, wet.

Nothing to do out there.

The house

Warm, cozy.

Something to do in there?

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Jacob:

“Rain”

drip, drop

drip, drop

drip, drop

splash, splash in

the puddles even

though it’s cold

and wet, it’s

cleaning the

earth and it

smells good.

Falling, falling from the

clouds.

Rain.

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Emma:

“A Rainy Day”

It’s wet and cool,

Grey and cloudy,

Misty and calm.

Drops slash in puddles

While we splash in puddles.

Inside feels warm, cozy,

When we watch the trees

drip with rain.

Poems on snow today

Lydia:
“Feelings”
It feels cold.
It looks soft.
And small.
I feel excited.
It’s fun!
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Jonah:
“Snow Snow Snow”
The cold snow.
The fun we have.
The whiteness, the softness.
The sun goes down.
And everyone sleeping.
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Jacob:
“Snow”
snow feels
cold. in
bits of ice.
falling from
nowhere.
very fast.
it’s cloudy
and it’s dark.
it’s like
a white
blanket in
small flakes.
falling fast.
with water
slushy.
Snow.
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Emma:
“Snow”
Pretty, small white dots
Slowly falling and muffling,
Turning everything peaceful,
And silent. Soft wet white rain
Turns  you calm.
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Karen:
“Snowfall”
Steady.
Like a factory –
quick assembly line.
Millions of white pieces falling in millions of parallel lines.
Looking up the white pieces seem to be born out of no where.
No factory.
Just a uniform whiteness.
Clouds. Heaven?
Heaven sending down millions of white specks.
Quiet. Soft. Cold on cheeks.
Snow