Monday, November 12, 2012


My dress is blue
Not as blue as  the sky

The sky is big
Bigger than my backyard

The backyard is fenced  in
 Not like the horizontally
The backyard is green
Look like the grass

The grass is so fresh
As like the a new baby come to the world
It’s really nice to welcome the spring.

1 comment:

  1. the ending of your poem is as refreshing as the grass you compared it to. Everyone enjoys a new born child and everyone enjoy the first day of spring both are warm and welcoming.I think your choice of words gave me a vivid image of what your poem is talking about.( second line last stanza you have to fix the grammar)

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