One winter morning
when the sun shone on my face
I Heard my brother shouting Yes
One winter morning
Dad saw a bud
and called him up
One Response to “One Winter Morning”
Roger Stevens
Hi Manuela. I’m not sure I quite understand your poem. Why not have another go. Maybe make a list of things that you might see or hear on a winter’s morning?
Hi Manuela. I’m not sure I quite understand your poem. Why not have another go. Maybe make a list of things that you might see or hear on a winter’s morning?