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The Sun by Trinity Wynette 4th Grade – E. R. Dickson

The sun is yellow, the sun is bright. It’s the best in sight. You will see it sometimes, the sun is the best, so treat it right. It gives you light, so give it care.

Space By Anthony 4th Grade – E. R. Dickson

Space Explorer Planets Astronauts Celestial Bodies Extra Terrestrial

Traits of Cameryn By Cameryn 5th Grade – E. R. Dickson

Creative, make up things, and build it. Amazing at playing sports. Magnificent because I am awesome. Energetic because I have a lot of energy. Respectful to my parents and teachers. Young because I am ten years old. Noble to everybody that needs help.

Wonderful at doing things. Active because I like to play. Talented I have done many things. Serious about my work in school. Original, I am the same. Nice to other people.

“Why My Grandfather Is Special To Me”  By Jonah   4th Grade – E. R. Dickson My grandfather is special to me. His name is James Robinson and he is 66 years old. He made toilet tissue at Kimberly Clark before he retired. A long time ago, he played football and his nick name was “Rock”. Papa loves to spend time with me and he teaches me a lot of new things.

He is teaching me how to be a man. Papa always help me practice for my baseball and football games. He tells me to tuck my shirt into my pants and to always look neat.

Papa is a great caregiver. I see how he takes care of my Memaw everyday. He is a man that cleans the house and cooks too. Papa still makes time to pick me up from school every day. My Papa is a man of God. He is a minister at my church. I listen to him when he preaches and tells me about the Bible. I love my PaPa and he is my best friend. My grandfather is very special to me.

The Great, Powerful Zeus  by Shannon   5th grade, E.R. Dickson Elementary The Great, Powerful Zeus Zeus, the god of the sky, Skies with beauty, I wonder why. Zeus, so powerful and true, In control of the weather, makes skies blue. Zeus, he can seem cruel,  Then amazing and great, and even a jewel. Zeus, he is forever kind,  Sometimes you might hear him yell, "Do you mind!" Zeus, so mighty and clear,  If you're good he might be sincere. Zeus, he makes his choices fearlessly,  He walks in the clouds defying gravity. Zeus, he gets wiser beyond his years,  His frustration you can always hear. Zeus, in the clouds you've done your part, And this poem has come from my heart.

The Whistle of the Wind By Florencia 5th Grade – E. R. Dickson Like a 5th birthday child  Blowing out its candles,   The wind blows through the trees   Then slowly it begins to flow Like the river’s ripples  To an ocean’s great waves   The wind slowly goes   Swish, whoosh, swish   Like a little rocking chair

Although the wind is moving  It slowly stops one time   Like a beaver’s dam   And the water starts to Knock. Just as you think it’s stopping  It starts up one more time   The whistle you’ll just have to find   In the wind’s slow rhyme.