Some Annabel poems written at age 5
Annabel poems from 2004

The Riverbank

Floating down the river-stream
quiet and soft,
there are quiet swans around,
and flowers, of course.

The Lover

Oh, Mother dear,
I love you of course.
Don't you think we could
have a fine picnic together?

The Leaf

I love having trips with my mother a lot,
So that's why we sometimes go to the
Botanical Gardens
and I love all the leaves of course.