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Holly's Autumn

By Holly


My feet feel as cold as ice,
As I walk on the frosty grass
Beside the river filled with eels.
The wind sends its wintry blast.

A cold quiver runs down my spine
A bird swoops and rips off my scarf
I yell in surprise, "That's mine!"
And chase him along the stone path.

The old oak tree is a statue
Its lovely autumn colours glow
It lights up the dull grey sky
And its leaves light the ground below.

My coat hangs around me like snow on a tree
I've been out in the cold autumn weather
I go inside by the warm fire
I hope the old oak stays forever


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What Readers Had To Say

 

JackNZ
16 Nov 09 17:59:55

what a great poem Holly!

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