My senses
Salty waves crash below,
burning Sausages ,
silky sand going through my fingers.
Birds tweet;cows moo,
Daffodils glow in the sun,
Silky green grass .
Frost coming of the cars windows,
I smell mince pies,
I taste Christmas dinner.
Bonfire drifts is all i smell,
Leafs crunching ,
Flaky leafs falling of the tree.
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