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!