Today
with the non-stop rain and the flooding of the school playground we decided to
use our senses and write a poem about the rain.
Here
are a few of our poems:
Rain
I
see the gloomy rain zooming sideways in the hard wind, as we watch out of the
window.
I
hear the wet cold rain going pitter-patter, when I am trying to drift off to
sleep.
I
smell the damp wetness surrounding me.
I
feel the cold, soggy wet rain.
I
wonder if the rain will ever stop!
By
Ruby
I
see St Albans playground flooded more than ever before!
I
hear the rain going pitter-patter.
I
smell the soggy grass.
I
wonder where the rain is coming from?
By
Benny
I
see the wind blowing the misty rain around – it might flood!
I
hear the rain going pitter-patter into the already formed puddles.
I
smell the misty, damp cooling air of the rain.
I
feel the cold touch of the rain’s icy finger.
By
Riley
I
see the rain pushing the rain to the left side of Christchurch.
I
hear rain pitter-pattering on my roof.
I
smell very wet grass, very wet leaves and very wet flowers.
I
feel soggy wet rain dripping down my nose.
I
wonder if the rain will ever stop!
By
Lily
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