Summer

In class we have been writing poems about our summer. We were inspired to write poems by MARCI RIDLON who wote a summer poem as well. We had to write the poem the same way MARCI RIDLON did which was called That was Summer. Here is my poem.

That was Summer

Remember that time

when your cat scratched you

cause it was scared of bubbles

in the bath

and stealing snacks

cause you were hungry?

Remember how the cat almost fell in the bath?

That was summer.

Remember that time

when you ate ice cream

in the hot hot sun

and before you could finish it

it had melted into the ice cream cone?

Remember how it made your hands sticky?

That was summer.

Remember that time

when you were camping

and there were loads of bugs

in your caravan floating round the lights

and at night it started to rain?

Remember how you got up in the morning

and you could smell the wet pavement?

That was summer.

Remember that time

when you went on walks with your dad

and then you went to check the water pump

and it felt like you fell down the well?

Remember how hard it was seeing if the water was past the pump because the water was so blue?

That was summer.