Backyard Memories

by Isabelle B. on March 28th, 2014

A Poem by Isabelle B.

Backyard Memories

I see a group of people
who have ever been on it
I hear the fighting
over who got the first turn
I can hear the laughter
of when friends would fall
and get their pants solid brown
I can feel the bite marks
of Ollie’s teeth on the stick
I remember when my dad put it in
So many people questioned…
How?
All of these things
bring out the best
of an old back yard swing.


Posted in 6th Grade ELA Updates, Poetry, Student Posts    Tagged with Poetry


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