In the woods
I see a red bird.
Tat, tat, tat.
A train races by
but the bird
stays still,
like it’s made
out of clay.
By Cole, 2nd grade
In the woods
I see a red bird.
Tat, tat, tat.
A train races by
but the bird
stays still,
like it’s made
out of clay.
By Cole, 2nd grade