If I Were a Storekeeper in 1849

During the Gold Rush, I would be a storekeeper.

A month ago, I heard that there was a gold rush at Sutter’s Mill.  I am a store keeper, and when the prospectors came, they would buy supplies.  The supplies they had to buy were a pick, a pan, and food to survive.

Our town started to grow, and now we have hotels and more stores.  The people that came were called the 49ers because the year was 1849.  After the Gold Rush was over, the town is now a ghost town, and I became rich.

The Sparkling

The Sparkling

 

I am glowing.

I see the sprinkled-around stars.

I see the wavy, black, empty sky.

I orbit around the earth.

I wave to my friends on the earth.

I swim in the dark blue sky.

I am the glowing lava moon.

Diamante

Diamante

Snow

Fluffy, soft

Falling, cold, pretty

I’m cold, getting warmer

Pointy, green, pretty

Pokey, long

Grass

Ode to My Doll

Ode to My Doll
(a playful poem)

O, Katie!
I love you so much!
The day I got you,
I knew I would love you forever,
The way you make me smile.
I love to cuddle you.
O, Katie, I love you!
When I see you,
You make me happy.
You are the best doll ever,
The way you talk.
I love you, Katie!

If You’re Not From My Mimi’s House

If You’re Not From My Mimi’s House

If you’re not from Mimi’s house,
You’ve never smelled cookies.
You’ve never smelled the sweet smell,
And you’ve never tasted the gooey deliciousness.

If you’re not from Mimi’s house,
You’ve never done any of her crafts.
Christmas crafts!
Valentine crafts!
Easter crafts!
Each made with love.

If you’re not from Mimi’s house,
You’ve never seen a smile.
Her smile is warm,
And it puts a smile on your face too.

If you’re not from Mimi’s house,
You’ve never had a hug.
A hug like hers is warm,
Comforting.

If you’re not from Mimi’s house,
You’ve never seen a Christmas village.
It has tons of little people.
It has little houses that light up.
There are even carnival rides.

My hair is made of happiness.
My heart is filled with love.
I am from my Mimi’s house.