Going To The Park

• Alex Paterson, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2015

On bright sunny days,
We go to the park,
I take my dog,
He loves to bark.

We love to play on the swings,
My dogs name is Rover,
We love to play a game of fetch,
And rolling round in the clover.

I see people cooling down,
In the pool next to the park,
Rover sees a ball,
And does the loudest bark.

With a flick of his tail,
He catches the ball,
He always comes back to me,
When I give him a call.