Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Time for poetry

Sun is shining.      
People are smiling.                                    


                                   
.                                         
Roses are bursting. 
Inspiring days are coming.                  
Nothing matters,                          
Growing love is important.                      
       Eva, 8. b                                                       


Sunny days are getting longer
Peaceful and quiet,
Rising sun is warming our cheeks,
Incredible nature is coming from the ground,
Nothing can stop them,
Getting bigger and bigger.
      Miha, 8. a


So many beautiful flowers, so many cheerful birds.
Probably it is the most wonderful time of the year, but
Right now
I wish you were here with me.
Now and forever. So we would never have to say:
Goodbye.
      Lara, 8. a


    Love

Love is a beautiful thing                       
     That will never perish.                      
It is something we should                     
     give and also cherish.                      
                                                              
Love is something that                             
    binds us together.
Love shall last forever                           
    and ever.                                           
                                                                
Love is always around,                       
to find it, just turn round!                     
         Kendra, 8. a                                          
         
 Love is a funny feeling.
 Love is the butterflies in your stomach. 
 Love is what everybody desires to have.
 Love is like a flower, it needs water to grow. 
 Love is a mystery, discover it. 
      Ema, 8. a
                                                            
Love is a key,
a key to my heart. 
My heart is waiting,
waiting for your love.
Your love is a key, 
a key to my heart. 
      Karin, 8. a

The other world

One day, I will join you, 
where the sun is gazong to the sea,
where the cold is always there, 
where the flowers never bloom. 

Where the people need just love
and my love is always you. 

I will join you, one day.
Just wait, hold,
in the other world. 
     Sara, 8. a



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