Alex's Poem

Alex wrote this poem . . . all by himself. With a little help from Laurie, he printed it up on the computer and took it to school. His teacher had him read it to the entire class . . . they clapped.

Spring is for buds to open,
buds to open,
buds to open.
Spring is for buds to open.
Summer is for flowers to pick,
flowers to pick,
flowers to pick.
Summer is for flowers to pick.
Fall is for eating apples,
eating apples,
eating apples.
Fall is for eating apples.
Winter is for going down a hill,
going down a hill,
going down a hill
On your sled.