Sixth grade self-created poetry

grow up

When did it start?

I find

Dad's shoulders are not so wide anymore.

The back is not so high anymore.

Mom told me.

That's because ... ...

I have grown up.

ah

grow up to an adult

My head is getting higher and higher.

My schoolbag is getting heavier and heavier.

My level is getting deeper and deeper.

I have more and more ideas.

Growth is a magical journey.

I am like a tree.

Maintain growth

The sky overhead is blue.

The soil is under your feet.

Sunshine and rain urge me to grow up.

Let the singing lark

A swift stream

Accompany me

grow up

Spread hope

Harvest tomorrow

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