My Grace is seven years old. Her favorite things to do is reading. She already surprise me about her writing. Here is a Poem she wrote today at school for Holleween Night, with rhyming words that made sense. The Holloween Night was really spooky, Some of the costumes were cooky. All of the candy was really sweet, I even saw a bird going tweet. The candy was a lot, The moster I saw went "Blit Blot". There was a man that went "Boo", I saw a kid going "Whoo!" The Halloween Night was really spooky. |