The Autumn Poem
The cold icy frost touched the big fat round tree.
Slowly the red, yellow and orange leaves fall to the ground.
Leaves fall down like rain.
The trees are cold and icy.
Winters coming. Oh no!
The trees bare branches start to fall.
The sheep are getting very fat and woolly .
fluffy sheep.(Max)
ReplyDeletelots of wool arlo
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