My sensory poem about school.
My sensory poem about school.
At school I see kids having fun outside on the playground.
Outside I hear kids shouting on the playground.
When the bell rings I sit on the mat and I feel the hard ground.
When I go outside I can smell the fresh air.
At lunch time I can taste my delicious lunch.
Attending Glen Taylor makes me feel proud of my school.
Hello. I like how you did your poem. Does the shouting makes you annoyed?
ReplyDeleteI like your poem syntyche because its really colourful.
ReplyDeletewhy is every thing capitals?