Today, Mrs. Davis' group joined together and we were asked to hand in our homework. Our homework was to write a poem with starting each line with I'm From like I'm from snowy weather to mountain tops, or I'm from waking up to fresh cinnamon rolls on a sunny Sunday morning. Intresting, eh? Well, here's my first rough draft!
I'm from fresh baked goods with my mom's special touch
I'm from diving in machinery, calling my dad to lunch
I'm from novels of all kinds, fantasy my favorite
I'm from refreshingly cool water down my back from my aunt's pool
I'm from waking up to a warm fresh cinnamon rolls on a sunny Sunday morning
I'm from Sarah, my unique one-of-a-kind sister
I'm from my dad, showing off his new RC boats
I'm from my mom, my loving mom who tucks my covers in tight
I'm from my family, the treasure who I will cherish forever!
The original poem, that inspired our class to write this is written by George Ella Lyons. So, how do you like it? Tell me what I should improve, or anything else that I should do. Thanks!