Rosie And Me

• Nathan Scott, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2009

Rosie, when I come home you shine like the sun
staring at me like a hot cross bun

I throw the ball in the air
You leap and glide without a care

When you steal my lasagne
I feel like a raging thunder

But I can't stay mad with you for long
because you run around like a happy song

Then, when the world turns to night
you are there to save me from the fright