Monday, November 9, 2020

My Summer Poem

 Summer


In summer, I can smell the wonderful meat sizzling on the BBQ.

It is as hot as an Australian desert.


I can feel the bright sun shining down on my shoulders.


I can hear the beautiful birds chirping as they fly around the cloudless sky.


I can see some beautiful flowers in my garden.


I can taste the fresh summer air in a little breeze.


The grass is lime green with little dry spots from the burning hot sun.