Lyme Elementary School

Sonnet

The Global Effect

As the years go by and the snow becomes thin
Losing weight on a hot, spicy diet
Snow no longer looks like lard in a bin
The thought of the world’s end caused a riot.

The ocean’s waters are starting to rise
Worried parents think of their child’s’ futures
Non-believers cover it up with lies
Holes in the Ozone require sutures.

Windmills and Hybrids may save our planet
We use solar power and recycling
Poked holes with the end of a bayonet
On your way to work save us bicycling.

Sun’s rays can be harmful on a beach dock
So do not forget to put on your sun block.

The Leaf

By Kalin McGowan
Lyme Elementary School, Grade 7

The leaf swirls around

Happy

Sauntering by the tree

Waving.

The leaf is free

To do whatever it wants

Like a child free from its parents

It’s delighted

Cruising around.

The leaf dances

A form of ballet

Now gymnastics

Flips and sommersaults

Cartwheels

Handstands

Headstands

Back rolls

Free, free at last.

Then the winds dies down

And the leaf abruptly stops

In midair

Then it slowly falls

D

O

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To the ground

Just lying in the sun

Tanning

Then no more ballet or gymnastics or fun

That is all gone

The leaf misses the tree

Its parent

The leaf is lonely

Sitting on the ground

Shivering

And starts to cry.

Ocean

By Emma Webster
Lyme School, Grade 7

Roaring waves
Of tumultuous thunder
Beat upon the beach.

Drops of foam
Dance like pixies,
Just beyond my reach.

The slimy rocks,
White with salt,
Which force the waves to breach.

Shells are swept
Upon the shore
White from the ocean’s bleach.

All four elements
Make up the strand,
All for the other to teach

The mother screams when the baby comes out.
The nurse quickly takes it to weigh it.
The new dad gives a shout.
The nurse brings the babe back while it has a fit.

The mother smiles at her new baby.
The father holds it and a tear drips down.
The granddad takes I and names it Cady.
The grandma looks down adoring her clown.

The newborn baby is really famished.

My Room

By Kaitlin Olsen
Lyme School, Grade 7

The clothes on my floor
Blanket the ground like lush green grass
On the forest floor
My dresser leans up against my green walls
Like a rock just lying there in the middle of the forest
My closet full of clutter
Like leaves and twigs lazily lying on the cold dirt
My bed is a well full of nourishment
With a blanket of snow

Ode to my Cat

By Jason Paul Harrington
Lyme Elementary School, Grade 7

I see you walking
Majestically like a lion
Your coat
Shining as black as night
Your underside
As white as snow
Your fur
Short
Soft and fluffy
I see you jump
And attack
As dust flies by
I hear you meowing
Asking for love and affection
And receiving just that.