Monday, 11 November 2013

What it means to me poem

Poppies stand tall and Proud in Flanders field,
Poppies swishing like Angels flying through the sky -
Poppies move like a whisper
The delicate poppies move like dainty ballerinas.

Lucy

Poppies stand tall in Flanders fields.
And the wind like whispering
Fluttering up high like angles in the sky.


Levi

No comments:

Post a Comment

All comments have to be checked by staff before they show on the site. Please be patient!