yelbis
Well-Known Member
Poem – Sailing.
Up goes the sail
And flaps and wails
We choose a course
We had chips and source
Up and down the waves
We all have to be brave
There goes the horn
The beginning of the race is born
In the lead we race ahead
And some of the crew are in bed
By Alice
Written yesterday for homework by my 11 year old, rather sweet, i think, so thought i would share it.
Up goes the sail
And flaps and wails
We choose a course
We had chips and source
Up and down the waves
We all have to be brave
There goes the horn
The beginning of the race is born
In the lead we race ahead
And some of the crew are in bed
By Alice
Written yesterday for homework by my 11 year old, rather sweet, i think, so thought i would share it.