Patrick

Happy, tall, cold

Lover of my dog Pika

Who enjoys Sea World

Who doesn't like to spell

Who worries about my video game

Who is good at baseball

Who would like to see an old friend

Who likes to wear green and blue

Whose favorite memory is Halloween

Resident of Double Oak

Patrick

Circular Poem

Caves are brown.

Brown is a color.

Colors are in trees.

Trees make paper.

Paper is for drawing.

The drawing has a picture of a cave.

Leaves are for

Each

And everyone of us to

View

Each day.  We

See the leaves are falling off the trees.

Thomas Edison