Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Poem by Balbina Cal


                                                            The grass                                                                        
               The grass danced by the gentle wind that made it move.
               The grass opened their eyes by the time the sun is raised.
               The grass is softer when fat people walk on top of it.
               The grass cries for water when the sun is hot.
              The grass yelled for help when the cows, sheep and the animals eat it.

Made by: Balbina Cal
Class: STD V
Teacher : Damian Cal

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