Nature
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Hayley Shaw, Grade 5
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Poetry
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2007
I see the creek,
Like a tree fallen down.
I hear the wind,
Like a whistle through the trees.
I feel the grass on my shoes,
Like a piece of cloth.
I taste the eucalyptus in the air,
Like a leaf was near my face.
I smell the dirt under my feet,
Like a rainstorm has just passed.