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4 seasons

Snow  falls on the floor

leaves lay on the floor                                                    

Smell of Christmas dinner                         

 

Ice cream melts in the sunlight 

Pools being used for once 

No blankets can be seen 

 

Leaves crush hurt my ears

Wind sways into the branches

Smell of pollen fills nose 

 

Flowers starting to grow on there stem 

Dandelions ready to sprout 

Smell of the air of cut grass 

Hot sun melts ice cream 

Pools being used and make a lake 

The bike

The rusty bike laying on the tree.

Grey old bike glooms in the distance.

The lost bike all alone in the field.

Crunchy leaves on the black saddle.

Insects have made a home there.

Cogs look like there going to break.

Handle bars about to fall off the bike.

Spider crawling up to get to the highest point.

My you are poem

You are a daisy swaying in the distance moving with the wind.     

You are a car zooming down the lane.

You are a magical koala hanging around in the forest.

You are a massive brick slamming down onto the hard rock floor.

You are a tray sliding in and out of the tray case.

You are a water bottle waiting to be drunk.