Thursday, 31 March 2016

My nanas garden

nana's garden 
The trees sway to melody  of the wind and the dark green leaves fall down on me .
The lime green grass slides though my toes as i sprint past.
The creaking swing blows in the wind .
The noisy chickens cover their eggs.
The chocolate horses nay with pride.
The juicy purple plums wait to be plucked.
That's my special place

By Sophie.


4 comments:

  1. I love it and I also love how you say the green leaves falling on you
    Megan

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  2. Beautiful writing Sophie, sounds like a wonderful place.

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  3. I love the description in that piece of writing. I love the chocolate horses nay with pride sentence!!! Great job you should do some more like this :) ;)

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