This is a compilation of poems by my 8-year-old little sister. She really wanted me to post the poetry she did in class on here, so I am simply satisfying her dreams. Please be kind, as even though a 15-year-old posted this, this is the real work of an 8-year-old, and she will be reading these, too.

Bug

In the house the bug creeps,

And the little girl weeps.

She can’t go to sleep

When she sees the bug creep.

The dragonfly lands on her nose.

She screams and yells, but no one knows.

By: Becky Tilton