3/4 Poetry

I see puddles swirling,
I smell fresh air moving,
I feel the sun shining,
I hear people chatting by.

By Wanishet

A beautiful winter sky outside school.

I see rain drops on the floor,
I hear birds sing,
I smell good fresh air,
I feel a splashing mud!

By Walla

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