Autumn
Freshly mowed grass is a fluffy carpet spreading in front of me.
Chipping bark is a curling caterpillar.
Moss is a sponge waiting to be dried out.
Damp spider webs are ropes swinging from afar.
As rainbow coloured leaves trickle to the shriving ground.
Poet: Georgia Dawson
What a lovely poem Georgie! Great writing! Love Mum xxx
ReplyDeleteThumbs up i really like your poem and i really like the sponge part (:
ReplyDeletenice work georgia
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