Summer is people playing Callans crazy cricket on the steaming hot beach.
''Woosh" goes the waves and I lick goody goody gumdrops.
by Callan
Clouds gliding past me.
Night stars shine like gold sparkles.
Climbing in snow.
By Eva B
Summer is the receiving a toy puppy when I was turning two.
Summer is the colour of the stary night with sparkly stars.
Summer is the best season of the year that makes me feel so happy.By Isla
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lovely poetry room 8. The summer poems make me look forward to the hot weather. From Anna, Callan's mum.
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