Fifth graders write poetry:
Autumn is crispy brown
It sounds like rain dropping in a puddle
It tastes like rain when it hits your tongue
It smells like air in the breeze
It looks like a foggy Wednesday creeping up on you
It makes me feel like having a cup of steamy apple cider
Bears are light brown.
Bears sound like roaring.
Bears taste like meat.
Bear look like hairy animals.
Bears make feel like I’M GOING TO RUN!!!!
Wind blows, leaves falling
Hard, crunchy, beautiful world
Warm sun, touch, cold cheek