Thursday, January 20, 2011

A Poem I Wrote in Third Grade

I love to eat fresh apple pie,
I love to watch the birds fly by.

I love the smell of the sea,
I love the buzz of the bumblebee.

I love my mom's homemade food,
But her split pea soup is very rude.

(My teacher loved that last part, and my fun-loving mother still loves to remind me of the awful things I said about her soup.  Ironically, it's one of my favorites now!)


  1. That's funny about the soup! It's fun to look back at things we did when we were younger, isn't it?

  2. oh i am LAUGHING so hard right now... her split pea soup is rude....

    LOOOVE IT...

    yea, who'da thunk it... i love split pea soup too!!!

  3. This is so cute.
    I feel the same way about all you wrote here too...sorry Mom. :)


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