May, 2015

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Haiku poem by Max

Spring

Shining, crystal frost.
Bulbs underneath pushing through,
Showers helping growth.

Summer

Sun shining brightly.
Children playing in the sea.
I wish it was me.

Autumn

Orange, brown, red too.
Dry leaves falling from trees.
Bare trees standing still.

Winter

Crisp white snow falling.
Like a blanket on the ground.
Crunch, crunch under me.

By Max Clarke.