Excerpt
The Poem of Beautiful
One most very most beautiful day I saw the most beautiful sight. Oh, the beautiful birds. Oh, a very pretty sight. One was yellow. One was red. One was an Oriole and one was a Jay.
I discovered my grandma, too. The most beautiful sight.
So, if you have a pomegranate tree, then you know what to do. Stare at it. In it there might be birds.
~Paolo P. Grade 2
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