<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:22:36.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Ages 7-10</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-6235702908752103450</id><published>2009-08-10T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:48:16.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner!</title><content type='html'>The poem with the most votes is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Time Feelings&lt;br /&gt;by Hannah Riley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crickets chirp their song&lt;br /&gt;sandhill cranes say good night&lt;br /&gt;the owl says who who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind in the trees&lt;br /&gt;It tickels me so to feel,&lt;br /&gt;the breeze on my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight shimmers bright&lt;br /&gt;on a quite peacefull night&lt;br /&gt;the stars shine ablaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-6235702908752103450?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/6235702908752103450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/winner.html#comment-form' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6235702908752103450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6235702908752103450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/winner.html' title='Winner!'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-7866601104266083562</id><published>2009-08-03T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:54:31.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An early Adventure</title><content type='html'>4 am, time to awake!&lt;br /&gt;Mom’s still asleep, I give her a shake.&lt;br /&gt;She gets out of bed with a yawn and a sigh,&lt;br /&gt;She looks out the window and sees the dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;She perks up and says, "I forgot!"&lt;br /&gt;She shakes up my dad and he awakes with a "What?"&lt;br /&gt;I say, "Wake up, it’s time to go!"&lt;br /&gt;He hops out of bed, and what do you know?&lt;br /&gt;He’s already dressed with his hair combed and all,&lt;br /&gt;He looks at me, and stands up tall.&lt;br /&gt;I rush to my room, and slip on a dress,&lt;br /&gt;But then I realize, my hair’s all a mess!&lt;br /&gt;I brush and brush,&lt;br /&gt;And floss in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;My sister walks in,&lt;br /&gt;I ask, " Where have you been?"&lt;br /&gt;She’s wearing her clothes, and her hair is all done.&lt;br /&gt;It looks so perfect when it’s up in a bun.&lt;br /&gt;She finally answers, "I got ready before."&lt;br /&gt;Now we were all done, so we headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad carried all luggage to the car,&lt;br /&gt;We load up on snacks, ‘cause the rides very far.&lt;br /&gt;Three hours later, we were at the airport,&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at the airplanes and jets of all sort.&lt;br /&gt;Now it was seven, and as we checked in,&lt;br /&gt;We watched activity start to begin.&lt;br /&gt;People working and walking too,&lt;br /&gt;Also waiting for planes, like we were to do.&lt;br /&gt;Finally at eight, our plane had arrived!&lt;br /&gt;We all took our seats in row C 35.&lt;br /&gt;The pilot announced, "We’re ready to go!"&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the engine start with a mighty blow.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it happened, we were up in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;The plane turned and twisted as it started to fly.&lt;br /&gt;The ride was amazing, it went really great!&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at our destination, not a second late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Alexandra R. &lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-7866601104266083562?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/7866601104266083562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/early-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7866601104266083562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7866601104266083562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/early-adventure.html' title='An early Adventure'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-8282194238401343780</id><published>2009-08-03T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:53:53.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tropical Wonder</title><content type='html'>The tropical waters, the waves blue and bright,&lt;br /&gt;I hear some splashing and look too my right.&lt;br /&gt;A stingrays what I see!&lt;br /&gt;Oh jolly, oh gee!&lt;br /&gt;I took out my camera, who was waiting for me,&lt;br /&gt;To take pictures of animals, trees, and the sea.&lt;br /&gt;I snapped up a photo, two, three, four!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the hotel to go take some more.&lt;br /&gt;Later we swam in the great ocean blue,&lt;br /&gt;Who seems like she is just calling to you.&lt;br /&gt;I saw some dolphins, skipping along,&lt;br /&gt;They made swift splashes that sang me a song.&lt;br /&gt;We hop on a boat that belongs to our friends,&lt;br /&gt;We want to go sailing before the day ends.&lt;br /&gt;We cruise on the ocean, then enter the bay,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I wouldn’t like it, but I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;It was calm and I enjoyed the ride,&lt;br /&gt;I loved seeing animals and changes in tide.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was great,&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel was not to ornate,&lt;br /&gt;The temperature was fine,&lt;br /&gt;The highest it reached was a nice 79.&lt;br /&gt;The water was salty, but cool and clear,&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t wait to come back next year.&lt;br /&gt;On the very last day,&lt;br /&gt;Of the weekend-long stay,&lt;br /&gt;We went to the board walk,&lt;br /&gt;To ride rides, play games, shop, and just talk.&lt;br /&gt;The warm sunny day,&lt;br /&gt;Later turned gray.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the game room,&lt;br /&gt;Where all the fun resumed.&lt;br /&gt;We bought a few tokens and won lots of games,&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to the counter where our prizes were claimed.&lt;br /&gt;Our vacation was great, but didn’t last a while,&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, I was going home with a SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Alexandra R.&lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-8282194238401343780?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/8282194238401343780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/tropical-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8282194238401343780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8282194238401343780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/tropical-wonder.html' title='A Tropical Wonder'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-9134077491863257021</id><published>2009-08-03T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:58:10.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strawberry</title><content type='html'>I'm a strawberry as plump as can be&lt;br /&gt;I come from florida weathers and grow in a tree&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to colder states up in the north&lt;br /&gt;but I really enjoy Florida's sweet warmth&lt;br /&gt;If I were not me I would become a house&lt;br /&gt;and comfort a whole family as snug as a mouse&lt;br /&gt;others think I'm a top, but I'm simply a berry&lt;br /&gt;a simple strawberry&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me I'm only juice but I feel more than that&lt;br /&gt;I feel more than a simple old splat&lt;br /&gt;I want a home and someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;and I'll love them like a mommy and baby&lt;br /&gt;and maybe just maybe they will love me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Hannah Riley&lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-9134077491863257021?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/9134077491863257021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/strawberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/9134077491863257021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/9134077491863257021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/strawberry.html' title='The Strawberry'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4244004933823049480</id><published>2009-08-03T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:56:25.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading Books</title><content type='html'>Reading a book is a very&lt;br /&gt;Exciting thing for you to do.&lt;br /&gt;Adventures await you,&lt;br /&gt;Daring you to read on.&lt;br /&gt;Inside your imagination,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is cooler then&lt;br /&gt;Going on a Quest or journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring books don't exsist,&lt;br /&gt;Only in you dreams. So&lt;br /&gt;Open a book and&lt;br /&gt;Keep the magic inside you.&lt;br /&gt;So much to learn and discover when you are reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Hannah Riley&lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4244004933823049480?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4244004933823049480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/reading-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4244004933823049480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4244004933823049480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/reading-books.html' title='Reading Books'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4657500314904186621</id><published>2009-08-03T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:54:33.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night time feelings</title><content type='html'>Crickets chirp their song&lt;br /&gt;sandhill cranes say good night&lt;br /&gt;the owl says who who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind in the trees&lt;br /&gt;It tickels me so to feel,&lt;br /&gt;the breeze on my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight shimmers bright&lt;br /&gt;on a quite peacefull night&lt;br /&gt;the stars shine ablaze  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Hannah Riley&lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4657500314904186621?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4657500314904186621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-time-feelings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4657500314904186621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4657500314904186621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/night-time-feelings.html' title='Night time feelings'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-899400566111193042</id><published>2009-08-03T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:39:06.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READING!</title><content type='html'>Reading makes the world go around. &lt;br /&gt;Endings, beginnings, and middles are what some stories are made of. &lt;br /&gt;Also facts and opinions. &lt;br /&gt;DING! &lt;br /&gt;Some books give you ideas. &lt;br /&gt;I personally like the books with facts. &lt;br /&gt;Now and forever, I shall read! &lt;br /&gt;Good book, plus comfy chair plus a best friend equals infinite joy!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Jared A. Baird &lt;br /&gt;  Age: 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-899400566111193042?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/899400566111193042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/899400566111193042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/899400566111193042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/reading.html' title='READING!'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-8018831855131987717</id><published>2009-08-03T06:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:34:37.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>Flowing down on Christmas night,&lt;br /&gt;Setting sail for their flight,&lt;br /&gt;Down from the heavens, down from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Let it snow, let it snow;&lt;br /&gt;Says I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Anna Wright&lt;br /&gt;  Age: 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-8018831855131987717?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/8018831855131987717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8018831855131987717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8018831855131987717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow!'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-5101639272368806180</id><published>2009-08-03T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:33:51.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ants</title><content type='html'>1-2-3,&lt;br /&gt;Three little ants,&lt;br /&gt;As small as can be,&lt;br /&gt;Crawled up my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Anna Wright&lt;br /&gt;  Age: 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-5101639272368806180?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/5101639272368806180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/ants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/5101639272368806180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/5101639272368806180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/ants.html' title='Ants'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-2319949508974115685</id><published>2009-08-03T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:33:14.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>A bushy pink rose,&lt;br /&gt;As small as can be,&lt;br /&gt;A bushy pink rose,&lt;br /&gt;My father gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Anna Wright&lt;br /&gt;  Age: 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-2319949508974115685?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/2319949508974115685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2319949508974115685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2319949508974115685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4275624122317388087</id><published>2009-08-03T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:30:55.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kitten ( Haiku )</title><content type='html'>Black fur, graceful&lt;br /&gt;With Hemingway feet.&lt;br /&gt;This is my kitten, she is sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Richard Mulvihill &lt;br /&gt;  Age 7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4275624122317388087?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4275624122317388087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kitten-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4275624122317388087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4275624122317388087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kitten-haiku.html' title='My Kitten ( Haiku )'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-8271698092770740765</id><published>2009-08-03T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:29:55.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><content type='html'>Blue reminds me of the ocean,&lt;br /&gt;calm and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;In my ear, blue is crashing against rocks, BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;On my tongue, blue tastes salty!  YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel soggy.&lt;br /&gt;Blue can smell like a rotten egg.&lt;br /&gt;Blue looks like a BIG beautiful ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Richard Mulvihill &lt;br /&gt;  Age 7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-8271698092770740765?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/8271698092770740765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8271698092770740765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8271698092770740765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/blue.html' title='Blue'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1655546257962140893</id><published>2009-08-03T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:25:53.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Basketball Tournament</title><content type='html'>Once there were 64 teams&lt;br /&gt;That came to play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;They played in the month of March.&lt;br /&gt;By April, there were no games at all.&lt;br /&gt;They came from the north, south, east and west&lt;br /&gt;And they all tried to do their best.&lt;br /&gt;From 16 to 8 the “The Final Four,”&lt;br /&gt;Each time a team loses they go out the door.&lt;br /&gt;It all comes down in the final game&lt;br /&gt;Where 2 teams battle for fortune and fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Richard Pekarski&lt;br /&gt;  Age 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1655546257962140893?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1655546257962140893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/basketball-tournament.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1655546257962140893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1655546257962140893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/08/basketball-tournament.html' title='The Basketball Tournament'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-7473940162514882118</id><published>2009-07-30T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:35:16.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kita</title><content type='html'>White, black, and brown, you see.&lt;br /&gt;She is some kind of calico to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone left her on the street,&lt;br /&gt;but she was found; which is really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was found by the Humane Society,&lt;br /&gt;and now she belongs to mom dad, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White, black, and brown, you see.&lt;br /&gt;She is some kind of calico to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Brett Van Landuyt&lt;br /&gt;  Age 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-7473940162514882118?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/7473940162514882118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/kita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7473940162514882118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7473940162514882118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/kita.html' title='Kita'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-3418687353986326226</id><published>2009-07-30T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:33:18.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the Center of the Room</title><content type='html'>My cat went up and down.&lt;br /&gt;He looked all around&lt;br /&gt;on the journey&lt;br /&gt;to the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered in a flash,&lt;br /&gt;And he started to dash,&lt;br /&gt;toward the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was his room,&lt;br /&gt;and then he tripped on a broom,&lt;br /&gt;but fell right in the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job was done.&lt;br /&gt;He could have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;After the journey to the center of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Brett Van Landuyt&lt;br /&gt;  Age 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-3418687353986326226?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/3418687353986326226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/journey-to-center-of-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3418687353986326226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3418687353986326226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/journey-to-center-of-room.html' title='Journey to the Center of the Room'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-187948766801067179</id><published>2009-07-30T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:30:14.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animals</title><content type='html'>Cats, gnats,&lt;br /&gt;owls, and bats,&lt;br /&gt;dogs, frogs,&lt;br /&gt;snakes, and hogs,&lt;br /&gt;rats, voles,&lt;br /&gt;mice, and moles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slither, hiss, smell, and chew,&lt;br /&gt;as they look at you.&lt;br /&gt;Hoot, squeak, meow, and fly,&lt;br /&gt;jump around&lt;br /&gt;and say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Brett Van Landuyt&lt;br /&gt;  Age 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-187948766801067179?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/187948766801067179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/187948766801067179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/187948766801067179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/animals.html' title='Animals'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-3415009633375250327</id><published>2009-07-29T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:17:01.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixies</title><content type='html'>Frolicking in the forest&lt;br /&gt;Are pixies with joy&lt;br /&gt;Who have no worries&lt;br /&gt;And are always happy&lt;br /&gt;Their sighs make flowers grow&lt;br /&gt;Their anger makes animals die&lt;br /&gt;Their happiness makes the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;Their sadness makes it pour&lt;br /&gt;These pixies have emotions&lt;br /&gt;Just like us&lt;br /&gt;And they have consequences&lt;br /&gt;Just like us&lt;br /&gt;Only theirs&lt;br /&gt;Are ones no one knows about&lt;br /&gt;We just see what happens&lt;br /&gt;Because of their emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Manasa Narasimman&lt;br /&gt;  Age 13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-3415009633375250327?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/3415009633375250327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/pixies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3415009633375250327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3415009633375250327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/pixies.html' title='Pixies'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-8010843654552225295</id><published>2009-07-29T07:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:16:33.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Time</title><content type='html'>It’s night fall&lt;br /&gt;The crickets are chirping&lt;br /&gt;The frogs are croaking&lt;br /&gt;All outside your window&lt;br /&gt;You throw the covers over your head&lt;br /&gt;To try and drown out the noise&lt;br /&gt;You will be frustrated&lt;br /&gt;But soon it’ll subside&lt;br /&gt;You think about happy times&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the moments&lt;br /&gt;While you have them&lt;br /&gt;The time now goes to present&lt;br /&gt;To you where you are&lt;br /&gt;Under the covers&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it the sounds are gone&lt;br /&gt;You may now sleep to your heart’s content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Manasa Narasimman&lt;br /&gt;  Age 13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-8010843654552225295?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/8010843654552225295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8010843654552225295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8010843654552225295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/night-time.html' title='Night Time'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-296242853782968484</id><published>2009-07-29T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:15:45.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>The cold wet rain&lt;br /&gt;It likes to fall&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere it falls&lt;br /&gt;No matter where or when&lt;br /&gt;You go under shelter somewhere&lt;br /&gt;To keep from getting wet&lt;br /&gt;You may be scared&lt;br /&gt;But soon it’ll go&lt;br /&gt;You think wayyy back&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the memories&lt;br /&gt;While you have them&lt;br /&gt;The time now goes to present&lt;br /&gt;To you where you are&lt;br /&gt;Under the shelter somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it&lt;br /&gt;The rain has stopped&lt;br /&gt;Your mind got you through&lt;br /&gt;All that rainy rainy time&lt;br /&gt;Now you continue to lead your life&lt;br /&gt;And be where you should go or be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Manasa Narasimman&lt;br /&gt;  Age 13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-296242853782968484?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/296242853782968484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/296242853782968484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/296242853782968484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-day.html' title='A Rainy Day'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-2675685213797620283</id><published>2009-07-29T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:14:18.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accepted</title><content type='html'>I want to be accepted for me&lt;br /&gt;Not accepted for something im not&lt;br /&gt;I want people to listen&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved&lt;br /&gt;I need to be loved&lt;br /&gt;I am loved by that one special person&lt;br /&gt;The person who cares about me so much&lt;br /&gt;I finnally feel accepted in his arms&lt;br /&gt;Accepted is something I am&lt;br /&gt;Thankful to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Taylor Wayman&lt;br /&gt;  Age 12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-2675685213797620283?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/2675685213797620283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/accepted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2675685213797620283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2675685213797620283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/accepted.html' title='Accepted'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-6209734072691749401</id><published>2009-07-29T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:13:04.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>Sweetheart , you’re the only thing I think about all day&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that really gets me up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me going&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your girl forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Love is defined as a strong positive emotion of regard and affection&lt;br /&gt;I define love as you and me baby&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you all day&lt;br /&gt;Love is something I cant live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Taylor Wayman&lt;br /&gt;  Age 12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-6209734072691749401?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/6209734072691749401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6209734072691749401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6209734072691749401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweetheart.html' title='Sweetheart'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1456970838047042020</id><published>2009-07-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:11:20.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonder of America</title><content type='html'>America the beautiful,       &lt;br /&gt;America the great,     &lt;br /&gt;Founded by great Fathers       &lt;br /&gt;Who proudly elate.       &lt;br /&gt;From the Statue of Liberty,       &lt;br /&gt;Whose torch rises high,      &lt;br /&gt;To the American Flag:        &lt;br /&gt;This will fly bye-and-bye.       &lt;br /&gt;There are so many wonders        &lt;br /&gt;This country has known,      &lt;br /&gt;And so many others        &lt;br /&gt;Have never been shown.        &lt;br /&gt;But as these states          &lt;br /&gt;Grow closer together,       &lt;br /&gt;This country always is our Wonder         &lt;br /&gt;Now and forever.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;-By Dominic K.&lt;br /&gt;  Age 11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1456970838047042020?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1456970838047042020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonder-of-america.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1456970838047042020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1456970838047042020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonder-of-america.html' title='The Wonder of America'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-7227245969223722</id><published>2009-07-28T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:59:17.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend</title><content type='html'>One day Amy went to the store&lt;br /&gt;She saw me there&lt;br /&gt;I said hi, but she didn't answer&lt;br /&gt;Its sad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But I got over it&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;Then I made a new friend&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who?&lt;br /&gt;I do&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;It's Sonic, of course.&lt;br /&gt;He is my new friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- By Sienna D.&lt;br /&gt;   Age 8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-7227245969223722?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/7227245969223722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7227245969223722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/7227245969223722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friend.html' title='My Friend'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1351081305881412749</id><published>2009-07-28T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:58:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>Raindrops, raindrops I love raindrops and I see them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Dew drops, rainstorms and snowy days,&lt;br /&gt;Depending where you are it’s never the same.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never seen snow before but I wish that I could.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go sledding and build a snow man&lt;br /&gt;And have a snowball fight.&lt;br /&gt;Right here there’s no snow,&lt;br /&gt;But I can play at the beach – Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops, raindrops I love raindrops and I see them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Dew drops, rainstorms and snowy days,&lt;br /&gt;Depending where you are it’s never the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Lily Mancini&lt;br /&gt;  Age 7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1351081305881412749?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1351081305881412749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/raindrops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1351081305881412749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1351081305881412749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-5426000947740311029</id><published>2009-07-28T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:56:53.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes</title><content type='html'>Snakes&lt;br /&gt;Long, Silent&lt;br /&gt;Slithering, Hunting, Shredding&lt;br /&gt;Snakes are fast carnivores&lt;br /&gt;Non-blinking, Striking, Hiding Reptiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Nicole Lukowski &lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-5426000947740311029?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/5426000947740311029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/snakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/5426000947740311029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/5426000947740311029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/snakes.html' title='Snakes'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-9151029926446243056</id><published>2009-07-28T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:56:05.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>I’m too tired&lt;br /&gt;It’s a weekend&lt;br /&gt;I’m busy&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t Matthew do it?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how&lt;br /&gt;What?  What did you say?&lt;br /&gt;I have other stuff to do&lt;br /&gt;I have a test tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to do anything that I don’t want to&lt;br /&gt;I just ran out of paper&lt;br /&gt;All of my pencils broke&lt;br /&gt;The pencil sharpener broke&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I won’t do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- By Nicole Lukowski &lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-9151029926446243056?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/9151029926446243056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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red&lt;br /&gt;As red as a stop sign&lt;br /&gt;If ANGRY were a taste,&lt;br /&gt;It would be just like fire ball candy&lt;br /&gt;If ANGRY were a feeling,&lt;br /&gt;It would be horrible as a murder&lt;br /&gt;If ANGRY were a smell,&lt;br /&gt;It would be smoky as a fire&lt;br /&gt;If ANGRY were a sound,&lt;br /&gt;It would be as loud as a fire alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- By Nicole Lukowski &lt;br /&gt;  Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-592048025217381231?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/592048025217381231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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go to the beach, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I pick up all the seashells I can reach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I look for every different kind &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And when I find them they are mine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some shells are twisty and twirly, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And some colors look kind of swirly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once I even found a shark's tooth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hard to believe, but it's the truth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There are so many different ones, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's why going to the beach is so much fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When the sun gets hot and we get hotter, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We cool off by playing in the water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Going to the beach is fun to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Try it and I bet you'll like it, too.&lt;br /&gt;-By Calypso Farrell&lt;br /&gt;Age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1873848897524194040?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1873848897524194040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1873848897524194040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1873848897524194040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-beach.html' title='A trip to the Beach'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4544926743452946582</id><published>2009-07-09T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:53:12.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moose on the Loose</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I was in Nome &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Far away from my home, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I saw a brown moose &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That was on the loose. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He was just walking down the street. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought it was really neat &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To see a moose with legs so long &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Singing a moosey kind of song. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I quickly snapped lots  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of funny camera shots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, that scared it good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was afraid that it would. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now the brown Moose &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is back on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-By Calypso Farrell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4544926743452946582?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4544926743452946582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-2613179171021778907</id><published>2009-07-09T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:50:25.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>Soft as silk&lt;br /&gt;Creamy as milk&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful treat&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so very sweet&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream, ice cream&lt;br /&gt;A cone or a cup&lt;br /&gt;With chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;You must savor the taste&lt;br /&gt;So it doesn't go waste&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Rachel Galindo&lt;br /&gt;Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-2613179171021778907?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/2613179171021778907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2613179171021778907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2613179171021778907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/ice-cream.html' title='Ice Cream'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-6650781165930808839</id><published>2009-07-09T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:51:28.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am</title><content type='html'>I am kind and imaginative&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if ice or water came first&lt;br /&gt;I hear my conscience&lt;br /&gt;I see living stuffed animals&lt;br /&gt;I want a fairy god mother&lt;br /&gt;I am kind and imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to make stuffed animals come to life&lt;br /&gt;I feel a unicorn’s sharp horn&lt;br /&gt;I touch a horse’s mane&lt;br /&gt;I worry about tests&lt;br /&gt;I cry when my brother hurts me&lt;br /&gt;I am kind and imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the bible&lt;br /&gt;I say that litering is bad&lt;br /&gt;I try to get good grades&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I make lots of friends in the future&lt;br /&gt;I am kind and imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Rachel Galindo&lt;br /&gt;Age 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-6650781165930808839?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/6650781165930808839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6650781165930808839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6650781165930808839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am.html' title='I Am'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-8309526747283319296</id><published>2009-06-30T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:05:17.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Safe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christians are allowed to worship God.&lt;br /&gt;I feel grateful.&lt;br /&gt;America does not allow slaves.&lt;br /&gt;We have good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;America is free.&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy and lucky.&lt;br /&gt;they say all men are created equal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Eve Pivec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-8309526747283319296?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/8309526747283319296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-safe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8309526747283319296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/8309526747283319296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-safe.html' title='I Feel Safe'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4145184362514341831</id><published>2009-06-30T15:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:04:02.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One window is all I need&lt;br /&gt;for seeing beautiful birds.&lt;br /&gt;One window is all I need for taking me away into dreamland. Dreamland is a place for carefree people.&lt;br /&gt;It is a place where you can do whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland is where you can…express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland is where everyone is at peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Eve Pivec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4145184362514341831?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4145184362514341831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreamland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4145184362514341831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4145184362514341831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreamland.html' title='Dreamland'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-2713551056118308336</id><published>2009-06-30T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:02:40.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fog comes in like a creeping fox&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;It covers the pond&lt;br /&gt;quietly&lt;br /&gt;in the forest&lt;br /&gt;then hides from the sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Eve Pivec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-2713551056118308336?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/2713551056118308336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/fog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2713551056118308336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2713551056118308336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/fog.html' title='Fog'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1258580183911905492</id><published>2009-06-30T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:00:06.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Will My Cat Look Like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will my cat be mean, nice or fat?&lt;br /&gt;Will my cat be big or small?&lt;br /&gt;Will it look like a butterfly or more like a rat?&lt;br /&gt;Will it like to play with a string or a ball?&lt;br /&gt;Will it like tofu or will it like grapes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what my cat will be like, but you could guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Seth Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1258580183911905492?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1258580183911905492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-will-my-cat-look-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1258580183911905492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1258580183911905492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-will-my-cat-look-like.html' title='What Will My Cat Look Like?'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4726217195893564262</id><published>2009-06-30T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:54:07.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caterpillars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caterpillars are so many colors.&lt;br /&gt;They’re furry too.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eat leaves&lt;br /&gt;And when they are ready&lt;br /&gt;And big enough&lt;br /&gt;They hang upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they’re done&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;They’re not caterpillars anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re butterflies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Seth Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4726217195893564262?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4726217195893564262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/caterpillars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4726217195893564262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4726217195893564262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/caterpillars.html' title='Caterpillars'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4214943081230437337</id><published>2009-06-30T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:53:27.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grass So Many Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grass so green,&lt;br /&gt;Why not brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grass so green,&lt;br /&gt;Why not blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grass so green,&lt;br /&gt;I like yellow better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Seth Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4214943081230437337?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4214943081230437337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/grass-so-many-colors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4214943081230437337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4214943081230437337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/grass-so-many-colors.html' title='Grass So Many Colors'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-4439495786007467418</id><published>2009-06-30T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:52:10.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today it’s raining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I still have to do my chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing on my feet&lt;br /&gt;But the cats are waiting to eat outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddles chill my toes&lt;br /&gt;But the umbrella keeps my head dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m done&lt;br /&gt;And I go inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Skyler Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-4439495786007467418?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/4439495786007467418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4439495786007467418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/4439495786007467418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1127236438364187859</id><published>2009-06-30T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:49:37.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay! It’s Family Day.&lt;br /&gt;We all go out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a picnic in the sun             &lt;br /&gt;I hope the ants don’t come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would ruin all the food.&lt;br /&gt;Ants are very rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to play kick ball.&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt plays too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no family day is done.&lt;br /&gt;But I did have fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Skyler Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1127236438364187859?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1127236438364187859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1127236438364187859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1127236438364187859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-2713065041184276104</id><published>2009-06-30T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:48:03.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dog isn’t so big.&lt;br /&gt;She’s rather quite small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to play in mud,&lt;br /&gt;And then she needs to go in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her a lot,&lt;br /&gt;But she smells gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I like most is&lt;br /&gt;That she loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Skyler Stahlmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-2713065041184276104?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/2713065041184276104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dog-isnt-so-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2713065041184276104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/2713065041184276104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-dog-isnt-so-big.html' title='My Dog'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-566792412699365174</id><published>2009-06-30T14:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:41:03.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am curious and a big dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if the world can speak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hear horses galloping in the forest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see fairies dancing in the mist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want for Earth to be forever safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am adventurous and dreamy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pretend there are magical creatures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel the world has many secrets still hidden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I touch the clouds in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I worry someday the universe will fade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cry when i think of people dieing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am curious and a big dreamer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I understand that the Earth will someday die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I say that hope can fix anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dream dragons and pixies are real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to keep the world healthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope someday happiness will be everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am curious and a big dreamer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Yinlu Zhu  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-566792412699365174?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/566792412699365174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/566792412699365174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/566792412699365174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-6176939457977370824</id><published>2009-06-30T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:35:52.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Creation,everything,universal frame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the universe was gone it would be a shame &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Yinlu Zhu  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-6176939457977370824?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/6176939457977370824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-universe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6176939457977370824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/6176939457977370824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-universe.html' title='The Great Universe'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1602279612695935224</id><published>2009-06-30T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:35:08.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Special Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My special place is the bedroom corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to get to the cozy place sooner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think of great places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the Great Elivases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the red stool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where I happily sit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I dream of Mount Nool  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where crazy people knit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Yinlu Zhu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1602279612695935224?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1602279612695935224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-special-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1602279612695935224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1602279612695935224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-special-place.html' title='My Special Place'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-3789039440850375618</id><published>2009-06-30T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:29:35.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My aunt has a dog named Stitch,&lt;br /&gt;Who loves to run through the ditch.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to sleep the day away,&lt;br /&gt;But when she wakes she’s ready to play.&lt;br /&gt;She barks and scares the squirrels away,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes she listens when she’s told to “Stay!”&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite toy is a squeaky hedgehog,&lt;br /&gt;She even carries it when she goes for a jog.&lt;br /&gt;She has a furry friend named Max,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes her manners are a little lax.&lt;br /&gt;Some days my aunt brings her to my home,&lt;br /&gt;I sure do wish Stitch was my very own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Kaylee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Age 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-3789039440850375618?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/3789039440850375618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/stitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3789039440850375618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/3789039440850375618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/stitch.html' title='Stitch'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938548439597801340.post-1294023881154348822</id><published>2009-06-30T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:28:21.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summers are hot    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;winters are cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish it was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;winter so it snows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today we are friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so lets go and play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and say hip hip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;horray!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flowers are blooming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so let's go in play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and say yay yay yay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;different color leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; are falling now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is fall and shout &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and swim about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-By Emilee Prokopiak and Olivia Cross &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ages 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1938548439597801340-1294023881154348822?l=summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/feeds/1294023881154348822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/seasons-of-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1294023881154348822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1938548439597801340/posts/default/1294023881154348822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://summerpoetryages7-10.blogspot.com/2009/06/seasons-of-friends.html' title='Seasons of friends'/><author><name>Sarasota Writing Contests</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12777594923796611668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7xIIGend2YY/SleykWrvzEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FenqwXtoWbU/s1600-R/writing.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
