SarahJo's Art and Poem

This structure stands tall

Alone in the field

To harness the wind

It catches my eye

How much can it do

Mr. Squirrel perched on rocks

Nibbling away acorns

So content

On a pretty day

It’s time to take a break

A dark wall

With so many colors

Of blocks and shapes

I think of paint

With several cracked lines

Hiding at Christmas

With mischief and grin

Being so small

Such an advantage

A stocking perfect to hide

Round ripples

So bright and pretty

Sunny spring colors

Circle each other

Round and round

Blue scribbled lines

Colorful streaks

Creation of fall colors

Came together

But its just messy paint

So many colors

With lines dots and plaids

Fantasy like flowers

O where do they bloom

Its a wonder to look af

So small and grey

Adorably cute

Sweet lil bear

Full of hugs

I have heart for koalas

Ponytails of green leaves

With flower like eyes

Arms held high

Lets celebrate

And shout good cheer

Beautiful flowers

To form something so weird

A head like form

Specks for the eyes

All in the color of purple