The little seed
my poem By Annabelle
A little little seed growing in the ground, now that it has popped out of the
soil it is a short green stalk .A few days, a few years, it has taken away my
sad face and brought back my happy face.
Now my stalk is a teeny little bud, in the beginning of summer my lovely
bud has started to open, and the next morning it has transformed into
a bright red rose. Just as the sun rose a crow came down and pecked
off all the lovely ruby red petals. Sadly, the rose became a little shredded stalk, but it carried on growing and growing. I sat in my garden Hoping that my beautiful rose would bring back my happy spirit. and it did. When I noticed that my spirit was back, I looked on Calendar and it was Spring!
The end