My Winter and Summer poems

Winter is blasting, chilled whiff blowing breezily across the city causing iciness and active blizzards making people cheerless.

Summer is a glossy, effulgent, heated months when the sun shines crisply creating fun near or in water.

Cyber Smart: Scenarios

My 3 Acrostic Poems

Forever love

Always there

Mum and dad

Important

Loving their childrens

Everyday active

Smiling beautifully
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Lovely

Over the moon

Vows of passion promises

Emotional
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Happy

Astonishing

Prime

Peaceful

Youthful

My Rainbow Writing

My Tongan Language Presentation

My Autumn Poem

I feel the blasting cold reflex leaned against my feet's from below.

I can feel the warmth of the sunlight shining towards the dank trees during the dawn time.

Time is going on as the sun gets hotter and hotter, dawn is turning into afternoon, but the path full of fossil darkened leaves is still wet and dim.