Plants Poem

       No Greenness

                                                     No Brownness

                                                         No Leafs

                                                          No Fruits

    Branches Stolen from each tree,

       Roots rusted and rotted and swayed

left to right.

Leafs shriveled

In rough weather,

      Rough wind blowing away

the branches.

Leaves crusting

Silenced.

No leaves

                                                       No branches

No Fruits
No life

Andromeda Book 1

For reading our class split into groups and we had to write a book for each group so me and my friends wrote our first ever book for learning the book that we made was about an invasion and we are making a series of four books. Let's see how long it takes you to make a book?