Hi,
I entered in a school competition and here is the poem that I wrote. I wrote it myself and the theme is flight.
Nest Finding
Oh, on a cold an’ misty night,
The birds fly out of sight,
And to see the morning sunlight,
It would be a delight!
I entered in a school competition and here is the poem that I wrote. I wrote it myself and the theme is flight.
Nest Finding
Oh, on a cold an’ misty night,
The birds fly out of sight,
And to see the morning sunlight,
It would be a delight!
They
fly high and low,
Looking out below,
There are hunters everywhere,
Don’t you know!
Looking out below,
There are hunters everywhere,
Don’t you know!
Swerving right to left,
They’re looking for a home now,
So they can lay their eggs!
For a tree that’s perfect,
And what is this they see,
It’s a sign they could not read,
I
can tell you what it read,
So listen up, here’s what it said,
So listen up, here’s what it said,
‘NO
POACHERS ALLOWED,
NO
TRESSPASSERS ALLOWED’,
So they carried on flying, flying, flying,
And this is what they could see,
Surprising them immensely,
Upon a single tree,
But the two little birds, looking for a home,
Spread their little wings, and kept flying along,
They looked round and round,
And finally,
They saw a perfect tree,
Where they could make a nest and rest…
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