Poetry Pages Volume 11

 

       

             

 Best Friends

She likes soccer; I love horses.

She loves gym; I like lunch.

My writing is messy; Her is neat as a pin

But she’s my BEST FRIEND!!

                       by Katie

 

At First

At first, when friend meet,

they don’t know much

so they start to ask questions

and before you know it,

you’ve got yourself a good friend.

            by Evan

Ann and I

Ann and I

tried

out for a play

we both didn’t make it

but that’s

ok

by Olivia

My Friend

My friend Tomas

Moved on a cold night.

When I saw him I was sad like heavy brick.

Then we played a nice game of basketball.

But nothing more.

I thought it was funny at first,

but it wasn’t.

He was gone.

by Jaquan

Friends

               Friend are

               Kind

               Friends…

               Keep secrets

               You can always…

               Talk to your friend.

               Friends…

               Listen to your problems.

                        by Cashmere

                 

Friends

Fly and soar together.

Read and tell secrets.

Inviting friend places

Enjoying sleepovers

Neither disagrees

Does each other’s favors

Spending a lot of time together

            by Katelyn      

A Good Friend

A good friend

likes you for who you are

not how you look.

A good friend

helps you when you fall.

He doesn’t laugh at you.

A good friend

is honest and loyal;

not a liar and bully.

A good friend

Shares all his belongings.

He is not selfish.

A good friend

Always stand by your side.

He doesn’t run away.

A good friend

Includes your thoughts.

He doesn’t make fun of them.

A good friend

Agrees on what to do.

He doesn’t do what he wants.

I have one, do you?

            by Wesley

   Ariel My Friend

I know a friend.

Her name is Ariel.

She reads books.

She doesn’t know how to cook.

Ariel’s cool.

She’s good with tools.

I know a friend.

Her name is Ariel.

by Valerie

My Best Friend Aija Moved Away

Since my best friend moved away,

there’s no laughs, giggles, no fun or games.

My friends call me out,

but I don’t want to play at all

   because my best friend moved away.

My friend was nice,

     my friend is neat and

a friend is a friend is a friend.

But not no more,

since my best friend moved away.

            by Jahaad

 

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