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Thursday, August 13, 2009

I came across this in the school newsletter




Australian Poem
Dusty red roads for mile after mile

Paddocks stretching far and wide

Stands of trees row after row

The golden sun burning the crisp brown dirt

The sun slipping under the horizon.

by Ishbel

1 comment:

Daniel and Karen said...

Well done Miss Ish, very good poem!