This week Pukeko got to write our own poem abiut anything in this school and I chose a type of furniture that I see everyday everywhere which also come out in different colours
Hopefully you can guess what it is:
When I read your poem Curie I felt sad, but then I realised that you had described something very special and that you got to connect with it everyday to make it feel so unique. The confetti floating down conjured up images of dust motes in the sun. I liked the way you mde me feel sad and happy.
When I read your poem Curie I felt sad, but then I realised that you had described something very special and that you got to connect with it everyday to make it feel so unique. The confetti floating down conjured up images of dust motes in the sun. I liked the way you mde me feel sad and happy.
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