Tuesday 21 April 2020

a poem

                                                     the wind goes everywhere.birds are singing.have
                                                a cup and do some drawing.why don't you play with me.
                                              we can sing fly up high while it's just me and you.lets go play.
                                            i know we will have fun.all day all night we can just play sissy
                                   
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5 comments:

  1. Mrs Adina21 April 2020 at 18:24

    Nice poem, Cing Cing! Keep it up! Take care!

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  2. Miss T.A22 April 2020 at 09:43

    What beautiful imagery Cing Cing. I could imagine feeling the wind blowing everywhere and hearing birds singing. Keep working on your poetry, great job so far.

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  3. Mrs Forbes8 May 2020 at 09:57

    Hi Cing Cing,
    You are doing great with your creative writing, your poem is very relaxing and fun to read. Your poem paints a picture in my mind. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to seeing more great work.
    From Mrs Forbes

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