Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Spring is




Spring is the time my cat sleeps.
Spring is when flowers bloom.
Spring is when lovely birds are chirping in my ear.
Spring is when blossoms bloom on trees.
By Rebekah
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  1. Ms SquiresSeptember 9, 2009 at 11:15 PM

    Hi Rebekah
    I really like your poem all about Spring Rebekah. Like you I have been noticing lots of blossoms on the trees too.''Keep up the great poem writing.
    Ms Squires
    Room 15 Pt England School

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