Saturday, 17 March 2007

The walking band

My 9 year old niece is a budding writer. She used to make tiny story books and cards when she was little. Last night, she sat and wrote this poem before dinner.

The Walking Band

In Happy Town from day to night,
there is something always in sight.
It is the walking band!
Hand in hand,
and it plays tunes again and again.

The conductor waves his baton
so nothing can ever go wrong.
The violinist strums his fiddle
and makes a tune that goes diddle diddle.
The trumpeter blows his trumpet out loud
so it can make a loud sound.
The drummer’s drum go rat-a-tat-tat
so a rhythm we will all get.
The pianist plays his portable piano
so we can have a spectacular show.

In Happy Town from day to night,
There is something always in sight.
It is the Walking Band!
Hand in hand,
and it plays tunes again and again.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow the poem is from your niece? Wow!!!! I'm very impressed - she is really good! :)
~ v

Blur Ting said...

She loves reading and is always writing these poems and stories. I'll publish more in future.