Monday, June 4, 2018
My poem about rain
Rain is water dribbling down from above. Rain is like a tares from heaven.Hail cane spark and is like bullets dripping down .Rain gives us water and life when I,m in the rain I lift my head up and open my moth because we are luck to have water and rain because some people dont I love rain dont you.
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Some great descriptive writing here Shiloh. When we type the word - I'm - we use the apostrophe - two keys to the right of the L on your keyboard, not the comma beside the M.
ReplyDeleteI love your poem but your sentes are quite long so bit more full stops would of been great. (: 0:
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