Quite the shakesphere!

This week in class we have been working on poetry writing. This is my free flowing style poem about a kiwi summer, give me your feedback and be sure to tell me what you think of it!

Our Summer.

 

 

Jandles pearched against dry driftwood,

While cricket is played on the smooth shore.

Ice creams overrun our diets and it seems we only know Christmas songs.

The days are endless and the sea is a must,

Opening its arms to the many swimmers.

Fish and chips under the pohutukawa,

while young ones dream of Santa….

This is our summer.

By Emily Forsyth.