Springtime

by Savannah

It was spring.
Robins were chirping
Eggs were hatching
Birds were singing
Nature was humming.
It was like a beautiful creation
It was art.

The hay was glowing through the trees
While the horses were asleep.
A deer was happy as can be
With rocks under their feet.
But the best thing of all
Was the a
Big
Brown
Nest
With four blue eggs.

The Fort

By Chloe

That old fort
Is a symbol of the French,
And how they came to Michigan.
It was made of logs
And it’s a big old maze
It takes you through time
It starts in the past and leads to
The present

When walking through the paths
There are many
Dead ends
The pictures show you
Why
And
When
The world came to be.
Be careful because
The walls can stop you
Right at your feet.

Big Blue Eggs

By Kylie

The big blue eggs were rocks.
The creation was nature.
IF I was a bird,
I would loved to live
In that nest.
All that hay reminds me of spring
It was art.

The Fort of Art

By Eleanor

 There’s an old French fort
That’s interesting
And “mazey” like
There are many dead ends.
And pictures of weapons
There are exhibits of
Deer antlers
Wire
Coal
And farms
And at the top
There is a map at the fort.
It is wooden with poles outside
It is square, but there are rocks in a circle.
I call it the “fort of Art.”

Fort

By Dean

The French fort is big
The old people loved it.
It has wood and it is brown.

The 5 Needles

By Sara

The 5 needles were pretty.
They shined in the distance.
They reminded me of needles.
It made me feel joyful.
It was very real.
It was very big.

The Robin’s Nest

By Angel

 The robin made a nest.
She laid eggs in the nest.
The nest was cool and amazing.

The Robin’s Nest

By Ajah

The sunshine shined on the robin’s nest.
While the birds were flying around.
It was pretty and blue and colorful and natury.
It was made out of straw and rocks.
It was really creative and artistic.
When I saw it, I felt hatchy.

Redtails

By Sam

Foxes have retails
Airplanes are big
White pines are cool.
Trees are wood
Jets are powerful
Dogs are fun
Propellers are powerful.

The eggs

By Hailey

The eggs are little.
The trees are outdoors with me.
With twigs and leaves.
The grass is wet
The rocks are hard and shiny.
The next is with the tree.
The straw will blow and the sticks fly away.
AN the string will go fly away.  

Fishtopia!

By Maggie

Something
A little fishy
Is at the Art Park.
A new sculpture, fishtopia
Just came in.
This sculpture is nice and peaceful
With tons of
Relaxation.
This includes tons of “fish”
Hanging from trees!
You should see it at the art park today!

The Fort of the French

By Justin

 The old French Fort was interesting
It had pictures.
It had  dead-end,
And it was Maze-like
But at the same time
It was square and the fort
Was wooden with poles.

African American Pilots

The African Americans fought
in WWII.
They had red-tails on the back of their planes
And white on the rest.
The pilots were old and brave.
They had a lot of courage.

WWII Plane

By Maddie

African American pilots
Had a bunch of courage
And
they
are
very old.
And they fought in WWII.
They had white and
Red-tailed planes
And they were very brave.

Sails of the White Pines

By Dalron

The sails are huge
And thick
They represent White Pines
And the Great Chicago Fire
Five Needles
and how the trees were transported
to Chicago.

The Plane

By Hayden

In WWII
This old red tailed plane
Was
The bomb
With three propellers
On the tip of its nose.

Fallen Comrade
By Elena

Fallen comrade has fell from the sky.
It is sad when he crashed into the ashes
But death has caught his wing.
When the fire has burned him he shall be brave from when he crashed.
Canons fire!
War has started!
Dark Clouds fill the sky!
Grenades are thrown!
War is done!
The soldiers that survived head home.
They drop their weapons.
They walk away but they never knew that old fallen comrade was left behind.

Plane

By Keely

African Americans are very brave.
They are pilots.
They have a red tail plane.
They flew it in WWII. 
It was an old plane.

Plane

By Adam

African American pilots fought in WWII.
They had red tailed backs and a white front.
The pilots were old and brave and had a lot of courage.

WWII

By John

African Americans are brave.
Redtailed pilots
Still standing
WWII is over.
I have courage.

The eggs

By Coriena

The eggs lie on the straw
Leaves fall from the trees.
The bark on the tree has grass on it.
In the outdoors, a nest sat on rocks.
Sticks swing on the string.
In the tree there are twigs.

The Fort

By Jenna

The fort was big.
The maze was silly.
There were old birds in the fort.
The maze was  was fun.
The fort made out of wood.

Robins

By Justice

 Robins are our State bird.
Robins are  beautiful.
They are nice.
I like birds.