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Stories of our travails in Tokyo |
When it is Spring,
the flower’s start to bloom.
When it is Spring,
the bees and birds and butterflies come out to join the fun.
When it is Spring,
the sun is sticking its face out and saying “Hello!”
When it is Spring,
it is not too hot and it is not too cold.
When it is Spring,
everyone is happy.
A wonderful picture of two hot “chicks” ! The trees are nice too, haha!
Your poem truly described spring and I liked the thought of the sun sticking it’s face out to say Hello.
Sachan, my students loved your poem and they said your “face is happy like the sun”- that’s a good thing!
Margaret and the ESLers in VA