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Wednesday 21 October 2020

Poem

 


Autumn Leaves poem

Red leaves
gold leaves
get as loose
as my front teeth
then they fall out.

In granny’s garden
the tall oak tree
is as old as my mother.
It makes a red leaf carpet
on the ground.

Swish swish
I make a wish.

Lie on the magic carpet,

fly to the gold palace.
Swim in the
sea of leaves.
Swish swish swish
as quiet as a fish.

 

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