Blossom
Blossom is growing as the lambs are born
All the lambs see all the new surroundings
And they take their first stumbling steps.
All the blossom is beautiful. All pinky white
And the leaves are growing green
Soon it will be over. But I will have that memory.
-- Briannie Faull --
Bees, trees, pollen and honey
-- Keziah Fuller --
Full Moon Tonight
The moon is breaking through the sky
Giving a creep to the orchard
There are some owls hooting somewhere
Under the trees sheep are grazing
The cows are bawling to each other
Right in front of me
The blossom is glistening white
Like diamond cobwebs in the moon
Petals are falling like snowdrops
A million at a time
Right in front of me.
-- Charlotte Gilliam --
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Group Poems
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Sheep grazing in a field
Sheep grazing in a field
Lambs feeding off their mother
Marker dye all over the sheep
In neat numbers
Sheep peeping through the trees of blossom at you
Lambs playing with each other
Nearly every sheep is sitting down
On the nearly dry grass
Sheep everywhere around you
Like noisy clouds
The orchard trees are being flooded with sheep
As the sheep run past
Their thick wool catches on the rough bark of the trees
The nettles of the field
Are defenceless to the sheep
-- Callum Corbett --
Orchard Poem
Trees are fun
Trees are beautiful
We climb them, we pick
Nice juicy fruit off the trees
When the trees flower
It falls to the ground
It looks like a pink and white wonder land
The blossom is beautiful
White and pink
When it comes anyone can see
And here is the blossom swaying
In the night wind and you hear the sheep
And lambs going BAAAA in the night.
-- Kyle Butler --
Orchards
Sun beating between the trees
Blossom blowing in the breeze
Sheep Baaing from far away
Birds chirping as they play
Flies buzzing round and round
Children running making a sound
The smell in the orchard off we go !
Then here comes the mistletoe
-- Kristy Wright --
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