Poetry

Over the last couple of weeks we have been looking at poetry. The class were asked to write about a special place. Here are Alice's two special places - I think I can relate to both.

Tekapo

Breathe in sharp air,

Twirling snow dances to the ground,

Skis glide the busy hill,

The lake ripples gently against the stones.

Bed

Squishy pillows support my head,

Sheets wrap loosely around,

Warm duvets bury me,

Soft blankets snuggle against my chin.