Love is the mother penguin.
It is when she leans to her chicks,
The baby penguins cuddle to her,
That makes her happy.
Love is the father penguin.
It is as he dives faithfully for food,
The chicks wait expectantly.
Love is the chicks.
It is when they go to their parents for warmth.
It is a loving family.
By Lauren, 6th grade
[pencil drawing by Poyee Lam via flickr]
Emma Suchy
Hi!
I loved your poem. It rocks! I love penguins, nice job!