RIBBET, RIBBET

Ribbet, Ribbet,
    Sings a frog,
While he sits
     Upon a log.

He watches, listens
     and he sighs--
Out darts his tongue,
     Zapping flies.
         Ahhh!


     I had a grand time last night playing with some pastels my sister gave to me.
What do you think of my silly frog?  This poem uses onomatopoeia.  Can you write your own poem with onomatopoeia?  Have fun.

GREEN FROG SHOES

I met a very clever, verbal two year old yesterday named Wyatt.  He was wearing green rubber clogs.  This poem is for him.

In my green froggy clogs

I can jump, jump, jump.

Over old, dead tree logs

and traffic safety bumps.

    OK now it is your turn.  Today is Thursday, and I'm thirsty.  Can you write a poem about things you like to drink?  Have fun.  (Perhaps a simple couplet.)  You are welcome to leave your poem in the comments below.  Thank you. 
  Thanks for coming by for a visit.