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POETRY CONTEST WINNER

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Meet our poetry contest winner, Emily Taylor. She wrote this poem with fun on her mind. It made us all smile. We hope it makes you smile as well. Enjoy. The Race" One fine day ...

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Meet our poetry contest winner, Emily Taylor. She wrote this poem with fun on her mind. It made us all smile. We hope it makes you smile as well. Enjoy.

The Race"

One fine day when walking through the park,
the trees began to sway as it became dark.

It took me by surprise,
when I saw some yellow eyes.
I touched my head,
and tried to think of something else instead.

Home, I started to race,
thinking I should solve this case.
It was light,
yet the park still looked like night.

Man, oh man, when I got back,
I almost had a heart attack.
When I returned to the park,
it was still dark.

Standing by a big oak tree,
was a great big walking, talking bee.
He was talking to a man,
whois name was Stan.

While they were talking,
I heard aloud, "beeping!"
it was my watch, Uh-oh!
The bee turned and walked up to me very slow.

The bee said, "I will make you a deal,
or you will be my next meal."
"We will have a simple race,
bring a helmet, just in case."

"O.K." I said, "tonight at eight.
how 'bout by the garden gate?"
The bee said, " if you have lost,
you will pay the cost."
"If you have won,
I'll give you back the sun,"
"O.K." I said, "just wait and see."
"I'll see you there," said the bee.
"The end of the race will be the big oak tree."

So I ran home quick as could be,
cause it was already 7:03.
When I came back at eight o'clock,
the bee was laying in a hammock.

"Ready, set, GO!" said Stan.
So we both ran and ran.
I ran past the river and ran past the lake.
I ran till my knees and legs began to ache.

I ran at last past the old oak tree.
"Oh, man, oh man," said the bee.
"The kid has won," said Stan,
"so give her back the sun if you can."

"Abracadabra," said the bee.
Then the sun shone above me.

Written by Emily
Age 8
Pierce, NE 68767

Emily is also a Young Readers Writers Club Member

Good work and congratulations

Dawn of Day, Ourkids.org.uk