When I turn 9...

When I turn 9, I will be able to do a lot of grown up things.
When I turn 9, I will be able to go to the Dollar Store, and I will be able to spend my allowance on anything I want.
When I turn 9, I will be able to have my own dog, and I will not share him.
When I turn 9, I will be able to do the hula hoop and beat the world record.
When I turn 9, I will be able to order things from the catalog,and get them by mail.
When I turn 9, I will be able to do handstands and cartwheels.
When I turn 9, I will be able to run faster than the wind.
When I turn 9, I will be able to do a lot of things.

But, I am not 9 yet.

THE END!
(written just one day before I turned 9)

My Feelings

Sometimes I get annoyed on you
Even if I dont mean to!
I get all angry and mean
But I dont want to be seen!

Sometimes I get all sad
Even if you didnt say something bad
I sulk and cry
But I dont want to come out, cause I'm shy

Sometimes I feel blank
Like an empty fish tank
I stare at the crowd in front of me
and I feel like a small pea

Baby Tree

Lying alone on the ground,I saw a flower
It pulled me closer, as if it had some power
I gently picked it up, within fingers of my hand
It was in dark rosy color, just like my hair band

I smelled it deeply, sad to know
that this scent is soon to go
I planted it in the ground,
with gentle care, I watered that mound

A week later, I came back to see
My eyes grew wide...I saw a baby tree!

(I wrote this Poem, with little help from Sammi)

Flu can't be bad

I have tingles in fingers
Tingles in my toes
I have tingles in my legs
Tingles in my nose

I have tingles in my Tummy
I feel like I have Flu
Oh, I did catch a cold
Achoo, achoo, achoo!

I stayed in bed, all day
I just can't move
My friend called me to say
She's going to a party to
Groove, groove, groove

I feel alright on a sunny Monday
I am going back to school
My Teacher told me that
with a few days rest, I looked really cool

'I don't want to be sick', you may say
but don't you know that you can play
games on your DS all day

Dreams and dreams

Oh, my dreams

Sailing through my mind
Looking for an exit.

But when I sleep
They all appear
So I thought that my dreams are done
in my mind
I let them go

But guess what,
Tomorrow
new ones are back again!