We listened to a lot of poetry today while drinking tea and acting very fancy during our "poetry tea time" at our school. Before bed the boys wanted to read more poetry. Then right before lights out, Keaton got up and asked for some paper and composed two poems. Only one is ready for everyone to read. It is called Night...
Night
Right now it's night
There is not a sound
Silence throughout the town
as I lay down my head and get in bed,
I hear someone cheer
"Goodnight kisses are here!"