Pollen In The Street
Pollen flying in my hair and in the sky.
I smell the sweet pollen in the sky.
I even see the pollen blending in with the windy trees.
When the pollen blows in my nose I start to sneeze.
When I start to sneeze I sneeze like crazy and never
stop.
-Sadie
2 comments:
This is a PERFECT poem for the upcoming summer time!! Even though it is my favorite season, I sneeze like crazy too! This poem definitely helps me feel better about my never-ending sneezes and helps me remember why summer time is so great!!!
Gosh, I know what you mean! My allergies are driving me crazy!
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