Monday, 12 June 2017
My Autumn Poem
Whirling noise in my ears as I'm walking down the shimmering green grass.
The waving tree waves all around as the frosty mist floats through the air.
I can taste fresh mint in my mouth when I walk past an evergreen tree.
When I walk through the park sand papery leaves fall on my head.
As the leaves fall down they look like colourful flames lighting up the night sky.
It smells like a fire burning the trees as the red leaves are hanging from there little storks.
Sumer was here now it's gone what are we going to do stay by the fire drink hot cocoa and in joy the snow.