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Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Summer by Rebekah

What is Summer?
 
Summer feels like hot sand burning our delicate feet.
Summer tastes like sunscreen getting in your mouth when you lick your lips after a cold, chocolate ice-cream.
Summer smells like fresh subway bun scents filling your nose with delight.
Summer looks like big ques waiting for the ice-cream truck.
Summer sounds like humongous waves crashing down on the shoreline and  big jet skies ruling the river with a rather tight pitch.
That's summer!

3 comments:

  1. After reading that Rebekah I just want summer to last forever! Beautiful language and detail in this poem.

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  2. I loved your poem Rebekah.I can't wait till next summer
    by Anna

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  3. wow i like your poem Rebekah. i can't what till summer by Gemma

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