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Spring
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BlueTears
Whyville Poet |
Shaking dew drops off their nose
waking from their yearly doze.
busy, busy, little bees
flying pass every tree
clouds movin' so very slow
wonderin' which way to go.
wind weaving through my hair
twisting turning here and there,
warmth settling over land
catching everything at hand,
grass peeking from the ground
little creatures runnin' round
flowers blooming towards the sky
In the month of M-A-Y.
I wrote this poem about spring in California.
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Summer
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BaByAnDiE
Whyville Poet |
Hey, it's BaByAnDiE! Anyway, I'm realizing that even though it's still spring, it's beginning to be an early summer here in Toronto because the weather temperature has the average of 20 degrees or even more (that's Celsius for you Americans)! I totally love summer, everything about it, and I wanted to write a poem about it. Here it is:
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Summer's my favourite time of the year,
it's almost here, it's very near,
it's going to be hot,
I'll go swimming a lot,
and play outside with my friends,
until the day's done, until it ends,
I won't waste any time,
I'll wear summery colors, yellow, orange and lime
I'll have fun everyday,
Even on rainy days, in the mud and puddles I'll play
I'll enjoy every single second, minute and hour,
my face's is always going to be happy, no frown that is sour
I'm going to stay out late...
Oh well, I totally CANNOT wait!
LoL,that's my passion for summer. Bye everyone!
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