Monday, 16 March 2020

Autumn acrostic poem

All the acorns showered down like hail.
Under the trees I could hear the birds chirping loudly.
The trees start turning red,orange,yellow,green and they crunch.
Under my feet I could hear the leaves  crunching.
More corn started appearing down in hamilton.
Now leaves fall all around me like I'm having a shower.

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