These are poems that my daughter came up with. She's 4 and has got the rhyming bug I absolutely love it!
We stop to smell the flowers
While we are at the store
But we cut them out of Grandma’s yard,
Because we are so poor.
Zoe’s such a pretty baby,
She’s silly and she’s fun,
I love her lots and lots and lots,
And now she will be one!