Up Poems 2

 

This is were I live

In Winnipeg the wind blows,

The river flows,

And the grass grows

 

This is were I was born,

Around Winnipeg farmers grows corn

Multi culture is our game,

Our winters are so lame,

Samantha is my name

 

There are no maple trees,

This country is free,

There are many sights to see

We have a clear blue sky,

Geese in the fall go south to fly

 

Farmers grow a lot of wheat,

Friendly Winnipeg will always be happy to greet

 

In all Winnipeg is a great place to live,

This is all I have to give

 

 

Prairie

Open Quiet

Welcoming Embracing Freeing

Grass Nature Graffiti Industry

Bustling Expanding Creating

Busy Loud

City

 

Winnipeg

Active Noisy

Hustling Working Buzzing

Chicago of the North

City

 

Winnipeg 

Vast Natural

Stretching Reaching Inspiring

Filled with Abundant Beauty

Prairie

 

Winnipeg

Diligent Determined

Exhilarating Intoxicating Building

A Mosaic of Cultures

Home

 

The City Of Winnipeg

 

Loud

Noisy

Vehicles

Traffic running down

Street

  

            Winnipeg

 

Winnipeg, our home,

In the nights we play hockey.

We feel the cold wind in our face,

With white snow in our place.

While the coldness fades,

We feel some pain,

Waiting for winter again?

 

                                             

 

Wild and untamed

 Interesting but mysterious

 Not shy

 Neat and clean

 Inner peace and calm

 Pretty but brave

 Emotional

 Great place to live

  


                                                               Winnipeg

                                                                                                                                              busy city                   

                             at the intercepting rivers

                 noisy, cold, hot,

Winnipeg

 

                                                                                                    Spring Day

 

                  Just woke up,

                  I can see sunlight shining through the blinds.

                           Feeling happy,

                  I can hear a gentle breeze.

                  Outside,

                   I can hear the traffic and kids laughing.

                   Walking,

                   I can see kids outside doing cartwheels and laughing.

                   Inside,

                   I can hear the soft pelting of rain.

                   After rain,

                    I can feel the dampness.

                    Night,

                    Everything is still and silent.

 

 

 

 

                                                                     CANADA’S CROSS ROAD

                                                RUNNING WITH THE RIVER

            COLD, NOISY, SMALL

WINNIPEG

 

 

Winnipeg

Tall, standing, skyscrapers,

Staring down at Winnipeggers

City

 

                                                  The busy city

                                   Manitoba                            

                Hot, cold, noisy

Winnipeg

 

©Sargent Park School 2004