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Monday, 16 March 2020

Autumn Poem

Autumn is cold.

 Under the trees are heaps of golden leaves.

 Trees can turn old in autumn.

 Under my feet I can feel crispy leaves.

 March is when it gets cold and icy.

 No one likes the cold.

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3 comments:

  1. Miss MaruarikiApril 24, 2020 1:23 pm

    Kia ora Kanesha ... This is a lovely Autumn poem, love the words you've used. Keep up the great work girl!

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  2. JamalApril 28, 2020 11:10 am

    look at your good nice work keep it up best friend

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  3. TalaofaJune 17, 2020 10:30 am

    i love your poem its amazing
    keep up the good work
    Kanesha!

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