Friday 19 June 2020

Winter writing


Once upon a time I was walking with my friend’s down a long path. A I was walking I could smell the fresh air. I went walking inside of the bushes when I got to the other side I saw a big white mountain in the distance. When I was walking around with my friend’s we could hear the birds flying around us. We have never felt so free in a long long time. I got so thirsty so did my friend’s so we pulled out some drink’s and we could taste and smell the fresh cold drinks.
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Tuesday 9 June 2020

My Winter poem

Wild cold breeze’s hits
my body.
 It’s so cold my hands
go numb.

 Now I will look at the
sparkling grass.
There is lot’s of hail
on the floor.
Everyday it gets colder and colder.
Resting on my soft cozy bed.
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