We are learning to use descriptive language in our writing:
WINTER SENSES POEM
Winter tastes like hot chocolate running down my throat.
Winter sounds like squeaky brakes when we stop the car.
Winter looks like a car crashing on the slippery ice.
Winter feels like a hot bath running for me on a cold night.
By Hunter
I love you poems Hunter you have a way with your words...Well done buddy xxx
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