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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

SENSORY POEM!!!

I see... the precious kid in the sunrise.

I hear...the birds chirping arms of trees.

I feel ...trouble groaning and fighting in my stomach.

I smell ...the hot warm coco coming from the woods .

I taste...the strong spirits rising over my body.


By Norah Maifala.

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