The birds are singing,
The crocodiles are hunting,
The fish are feeding,
The sun is orange,
Slowly going down,
Down under the horizon.
Night time.
Everything goes black.
Crocodile eyes are glowing.
This is the river at sunset.
By Jonathan.
The birds are singing,
The crocodiles are hunting,
The fish are feeding,
The sun is orange,
Slowly going down,
Down under the horizon.
Night time.
Everything goes black.
Crocodile eyes are glowing.
This is the river at sunset.
By Jonathan.
Absolutely loved this poem that Jonathan wrote when doing some schoolwork. Don’t think I’ve ever written a poem that nice! Only problem was getting it published on this blog – he negotiated hard – the removal of discipline that was due his way, in return for allowing it to be posted! I gave in….
So good Jonathan!!!!
What a great poem!
It sure reminded me our our days we spent in Australia. Sure wish we were there! Thanks for the great poem Jonathan!
I love your poem, Jonathan. It’s beautiful. Grandma xxxx
What an awesome poem Jonathon!! Glad you are being totally inspired on you great trip. I felt like I was there. We miss you all. 🙂
Awesome poem Jonathon 🙂