My Friends

• Harry Papworth, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2017

I like my friend Jill
She lives upon a hill
But now She lives with us,
And makes quite a fuss.
I liked my friend Jill
When she lived upon that hill,
Than we could watch the clouds go by
Way up there in the sky.
Now she is with bill
I miss my friend Jill.

I also have a friend called mike
who likes to ride his bike
When I want to play
He’s riding his bike around all day.
I like my friend mike
Who likes to ride his bike.