I hear the crunching
the grizzly bears hibernate
people sweep the leaves
There are a lot of
pumpkin pies in Oregon.
Now I am hungry.
by Miguel A.
Haiku time again November 14, 2007
More Haiku! November 14, 2007
I hear my brother.
He goes running and then falls
then he yells and cries.
The sun is shiny.
It’s yellow and a big star.
I shine like the sun.
Winter is the cold.
It rains and snows all the time.
I tremble with cold.
by Marisol D., age 11
Haiku poems November 14, 2007
What I say in my
mind the smell of pie that the
teacher made for us
My mom calling me
when it’s getting cold outside
“You’ll get sick,” she says
by Juan C., age 11
