Tag Archive: Jake Year 6

Nov 15

The Rushing river

He’s running through the valley, Snatching at the river bank. Taking in the view , Tickling the smooth pebbles The river sings a calm tune And gently sits against the rocks.   Jake

Oct 16

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Twisted and dying, the tree glanced at the luscious emerald forest. Tears dripped down it’s face as it leaned closer to the cliff. Suddenly there was a snapping noise; the tree slowly fell down.