Tuesday 1 April 2014

SUNFLOWER

We have written an acrostic poem based on a sunflower.

Stands tall and straight
Up to the sun.
No other flower looks as proud.
Follows the sun throughout the day.
Lined up in rows of golden faces.
Only sunflowers stretch so high.
Waving gently in the breeze.
End of the season sees it whither.
Raining seeds scatter in the wind.

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