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I smell sweet fir trees There is a peacock feather I see crumpled leaves. Submitted by Elliott H.
I hear my teacher The rock is curved and it's hard The leaves are falling.
Tall tree with green leaves There are ducks in the distance There are green bushes. Artwork submitted by Eva and poem submitted by Hunter.
I hear ducks quack Peacocks behind the rock Flowers coming soon. Submitted by Aiden.
I see leaves falling I see a memorial I see dead dry leaves. Submitted by Calix.
I feel very cold I see a big fat oak tree I see coloured birds. Submitted by Sameer.
Nature in the park Morning light comes through the trees Red flowers bloom tall. Submitted by Lewis.
Long swaying branches Of the big green willow tree Dancing in the wind. Submitted by Pearl.
Yellow caution tape A murder of crows cawing I feel my pencil. Submitted by Cedar.