Choosing my meal
I look up at the wall
And notice something
Very very tall
Looking down at us
She seemed to be
Looking right at
You and me
Did she want my pizza
Or my tasty garlic bread
I couldn't keep eating
I was watching her instead
By Rachel (age 7)
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This picture by Kim Nelson reminded me of a picture in an Italian restaurant. I wrote this poem about what it would be like sitting in the restaurant eating pizza.
7 comments:
my gorgeous girl, I know I'm biased because I'm your mum but you blow my mind with your ideas and talent. I'm so proud of you xxxx
Rachel, You paint another picture with your words. You have real talent. Keep it up!
interesting take and imaginative she looks as if she really wants a bite of your pizza :)
I cannot eat while being watched either.
Love your interpretation of the painting..indeed does she want your bread or pizza? :)
Young lady, you are quite the poet!!
I'm with your Mum!! This is excellent and such a cool point of view!! :) Great job Rachel!!
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