Pages

Friday, 4 September 2015

My hide and seek poem by Lara

My hide and seek poem


“come and find me,” sore legs can’t move, hands sore and stiff, can’t move an inch, breathing really hard, bush's try to breath, trees try to move, water hard and cold and frozen, flowers try to move ,
lake  is cold and frozen  “found you”!! You go and hide now.
By Lara

No comments:

Post a Comment

Thank-you for your positive, thoughtful, helpful comment.