State Fair

Wm had his big State Fair extravaganza at school today! Without further ado...

Heading out!

Suave.

Showing off to visitors

Genius.

Wm, of course, had the best display. Here he is explaining what is on it:

He is also a tiny Walt Whitman. Here is the poem he wrote about Colorado:

I am Colorado.

I wonder when the Meadow Larks will sing again.

I hear the winter wind blow and whistle across my surface.

I see the columbines grow again in my dreams.

I am Colorado.

I pretend that it's summer, and that the columbines are growing, and the Meadow Larks are singing.

I feel the snow softly land on me.

I touch Kansas, and ask him when he thinks summer will come back, if ever.

I worry that winter will never end on the mountains, and in my river.

I cry at the thought...but wait, is that the columbines starting to bloom, and the call of the Meadow Lark?

I am Colorado.

I understand now how it goes, winter is long, and summer is short.

I say that I am glad to hear the Meadow Larks again!

I dream that Denver will grow, and my population too.

I try hard not to sing along with the birds, and whistle to the rhythm of my river way down below.

I hope that it is a long time until winter comes again.

I am Colorado.