This week Fourth Graders were asked to write poems in the style of William Shakespeare. Using the natural world as their backdrop, students painted word pictures of their surroundings. Here are some examples of their work.

There is a place where the daffodils grow,

Far over the windy hill of beauty the carts go,

Like hawks that fly up in the sky,

Next to blue jays way up high.

There is a place I like to play,

Where the tall pine tree roots like to stay,

The silly squirrels run past the warm, squashy soil,

This place is so beautiful, it almost makes me feel spoiled,

With this horizon that looks like cheddar,

This place shall not get any better.

By Colton

I know a tree where the seasons go by,

The four sisters go by like clouds in the sky.

Gentle Spring makes the tree’s leaves bud,

Awakens the grass, un-thaws the mud.

Scalding summer bids Spring good-bye,

She makes the tree leaf and shield out the sky.

Tender Autumn brings on the cold,

The tree drops its leaves, it does what it’s told.

Then Evil Winter chases Autumn away.

She hates fun, she hates to play.

The tree still lives for it does not mind

If the seasons are mean or the seasons are kind.

By Susan