A six year old boy composes beautiful poems! The first poem is for the robin bird who has decided to have 3 sets of kids (each time 4 baby robins) on his front door.
Bird Russel is on the bushes In the misty swishes In the time she got frozen she got to be a dozen
The flowers smell so sweety sweet Hello birdie, tweety tweet Berries are my favourite thing Birds and Flowers, it is spring
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In the misty haze there is a little blaze Its a little bit scary Like something that is hot and weary
There is one cat who is wary of another cat One has a purple hat and the other has a yellow hat Both of them want to nibble on Mrs Rat.
Akash is my dear friend's son. Mommy is very encouraging!! The budding poet is definitely worthy of encouragement!!
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