Steams

By Poua Lor
Grade 4
Webster Magnet School

The stream is blue as blue as the sky

The water twirls and twirls

Until it gets dizzy

The stones tangle in the hard sand

When it gets dark it shows the moon

When morning comes the fish feel pale

It is windy and splashy the water moves like a shark

Fishes are scared they hug and kiss their little ones

Day turns to night and back to dark

Now it is time to saw good-night.