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 --
Blossom
The blossom is pink
It doesn't stink
It looks like a white cloud
It looks quite like an imaginary tree
Was it once a magic tree?
With power in its trunk
Did a dwarf once live there ?
But it is rotten now and about to fall down.
What and Why
Why school ?
Why sheep ?
Why orchards ?
Nobody knows
Why people ?
Why pictures ?
Why animals ?
I have always wondered
Why apples ? Why trees ?
We wouldn't be able to breathe.
-- Bradley Cole --
Orchard poem
The sun is falling through the trees
With the blossom falling down
Sprinkling like snow
Sheep running around
Chomping grass as they go
I see the cobwebs sparkle
As glitter shines
Sun is beating through the trees
It makes a lovely breeze.
-- Holly Cox --
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Group Poems
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Orchard poem
Lots of blossom blowing in the wind
The flowers are attracting bees
Ten million bees going tree to tree
Making us honey giving us money
There's dew on the ground making lots of sound
Squelching, squidging through the wet grass
There's a column of trees blowing in the breeze
-- Chris Glyde --
Bee Poem
10 Million bees go from tree to tree
And make loads of honey and money
In the hive very stuffy
Each going in and out very loud
Bees making communication
Queen laying eggs.
-- Tom Moore --
My orchard poem
I look in front of me
I see this wonderful tree
It is the most beautiful
blossom I've seen
And its very shiny and clean
The blossom is pink and white
I wonder what its like at night
I wonder I wonder
If the moon will be bright.
-- Honor Elliot --
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