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Tuesday, 3 March 2015

The sight of summer



Remember watching the birds

chirp their peaceful song

way up high in the tree.

Remember the blue skies

with the fluffy cotton clouds.


Remember the elegant butterflies

fluttering around the swan plants.

The pool water glittering in the sun

the water was clear as glass,

Remember sprinting across the boiling hot sand.


Remember the day when the wind blew

and the leaves tumbled down from the tree.

That was summer


By Abbey and Paisley




2 comments:

  1. i can make a connection with the fluffy cotton clouds because o inside out there is a town called fluffy cloud town
    i LOVE your writing

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  2. I love your writing everything about it

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