This week's writing task was a free-verse poem about"my grandma's hands". We practised using semi-colons, a range of sentence lengths and using better vocabulary.Our poems are based on an original poem written by Gary O'Connell. I chose to about my great grandma because he was someone very special in my family but I wish I could spend more time with her.
My great grandma's hands by Malachi
My great grandma's hands;
are wrinkly,cold and weak pillows;
Her back, a stiff ladder;
Her legs, fast twigs.
Her laugh is a quiet chuckle
Her favourite colour is yellow/golden and white which is the colour of heaven.
Lying
peacefully and quiet
my great grandma
is wrapped in wood.
This is a nice poem about your great grandma malachi.Sorry she past away.How was she when you were with her?Have a good day Buddy!
ReplyDeleteYou have provided a lovely description of your nan, Malachi.
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