Word Wizzards

Tom's mom had saved these poems in the back of a photo album that we brought back from the farm last week.  Here are the poets and their poems.

Snake in Summer

With me have you tried
to abide?
Along my side,
stride.
Hiss, hiss.
Slither left,
slither right.
Live under rocks.
Eat rats,
mouse-meat meals
down at the place of your heels
for me to eat.
Crawl, crawl.
Let your young sprawl
if you have baby snakes,
like I.

Tommy, age 7

Air

Air is here,

Air is there,

Air is everywhere.

And the bubble gum has air,

And it makes it pop.

Pop goes the weasel!

Samuel, age 6