Third graders writers craft "roses are red" poems for Valentine's Day

We're studying and writing poetry in writer's workshop, and our young poets wrote "roses are red" poems to begin the unit.  While all could start with "roses are red," their only restriction was that the second line could not be "violets are blue."  The result were poems in an A/B/C/B pattern, where the second and fourth line rhymed.  Enjoy their great senses of humor and their first attempts at rhyming poetry!

Roses are red. 

My socks are smelly.

Yours are too

And my last name is Kelley.

Kayla

Roses are red.

Hearts are green.

Ms. Jacobs is cool.

But me, I am mean.

Roy

(He really isn’t. ~Ms. Jacobs)

Roses are red.

Dandelions are yellow.

Jack is my friend

Because he is a good fellow.

Noah

Roses are red.

Leaves are green.

Right now it’s winter.

Can’t wait ‘til spring.

Mandi

Roses are red.

Matthew is funny.

I really don’t like him.

But he looks like a bunny.

Jack

Roses are red.

Dogs are cute.

And tails are too.

Do you toot?

Mariah

Roses are red.

Tulips are yellow.

Strawberries are good

Just like a cello.

Lexi

Roses are red.

Roses are black.

I like Ms. Jacobs

And she likes me back.

Ally

Roses are red.

Hearts are pink.

I love you

And you stink.

Jaycee

Roses are red.

Puppies are brown.

And they are cute

And they go to town.

Cayti

Roses are red.

My shirts are slush.

This soup is  yuck.

But I like this mush.

Cade

Roses are red.

Stars are yellow.

Teachers are nice

And you are too.

Blake

Roses are red.

My dog is white.

Clean my room?

I just might.

Shelby

Roses are red.

Water bottles are black.

I like cheese

But it makes me yak.

Sydney

Roses are red.

The sun is yellow.

When I look at it

I turn mellow.

Jaden

Roses are red.

Lexi’s shirt is pink.

I don’t like fairies.

Especially Tink.

Tori

Roses are red.

Flowers are coo coo.

Ms. Jacobs is sweet.

And guess you are too.

Kobe

Roses are red.

Love is too.

You are a puppy

And I love you.

Haley

Roses are red.

Daisies are yellow.

Cade needs to go to the restroom.

But I won’t let him in, fellow.

Dallas

Roses are red.

They don’t bring me down.

Dogs are brown.

They give no frown.

Tabitha