Up North

a poem that describes what used to be one of my favorite places in the world. until my grandpa died, & i had to read it at his funeral. :(

 Up North,

Where the cattails grow,

And the blind dogs go

Run free.

Up North,

Where the trees are tall,

And the acorns fall

To me.

 

Up North,

Where the people wish,

And there they fish

All day.

Up North,

Where the lake is cool,

We don’t need no pool

To play.

 

Up North,

Where it snows and snows,

And no one knows

When it’ll stop.

Up North,

Where the food is great.

We’ll eat ‘til late

Or ‘til we pop.

 

Up North,

Where the family gives.

Christmas spirit lives

Always.

Up North,

I love a lot.

I never forgot

Those days.

 

I’ll be there tomorrow.

No shame or sorrow.

Just glee.

Author's Note

i wrote this during language arts class in 8th grade, the day before winter break & our trip up north for christmas.

Reviews

[Mysty Rayn]

Very good for an 8th grade write.