Harvest Poem

 

Last Term, we created poetry linked to Autumn.

Harvest Poem

As the summer ends, the fresh Autumn air filled my lungs.

As the summer ends, the golden crunchy tangoed down the street.

As the summer ends, the beautiful orange leaves fall of off the lonely trees.

As the summer ends, the crystal, shiny blue sky is covered by the white blankets of clouds.

As the summer ends, the golden bales of hay roll down the crisp field.

As the summer ends, the yellow leaves rolls down the street like sacks of potatoes.

As the summer ends, the crisp wind slaps my face.

As the summer ends ,the golden sparkly sunset hits my eyes.

Ines

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