Quatrains

Summer I love the beginning of the warm summer. I love laying in the cool, green grass. I love riding my green bike down the road And I love to get a cool drink of water.

Baseball I hate it when we lose a game Its always such a shame. The crowd always blows its top, Whenever we catch a high pop. Snow Snow is white We always go sledding in a pack Once we leave, we always go back. Sometimes the snow isn’t always white.