My Senses Poem
My Senses Poem
I can hear the wind blowing the trees.
I can hear the bush shaking.
I can hear the wind blowing the cross.
I can hear the wind blowing the leaves.
My Senses PoemMy Senses Poem I can hear the wind blowing the trees. I can hear the bush shaking. I can hear the wind blowing the cross. I can hear the wind blowing the leaves. |