Friday, 17 May 2013

Autumn


The autumn leaves
Blowing, like a tornado of leaves.
The autumn leaves
Still
 On the frosty grass

As I walk to the park
I see people heaving leaves into piles.

When I play in the golden leaves

I feel like I’m drowning in the autumn leaves.

Cameron
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  1. ncsfive18 May 2013 at 12:22

    I enjoyed reading your autumn poem Cameron, especially the part about heaving the leaves.
    Mummy

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