Poem

Bright and hot,

The sun is angry

Everyone has gone,

Somewhere under the rainbow,

Can’t find the magnificent rainbow that seeks,

Under the sun,

Try to find the way,

There were so many flocks under the sun,

That they don’t reveal themselves,

It’s hot and sunny,

Summer has come.

(By Sarah Shahzad)

Inspiration:

This poem is about summer weather.  First thing that comes to our mind is holidays during summer.  You hardly see any flocks during peak heat at noon.  Mid days are for the rest for everyone, evenings are for play and fun.  Most amazing thing about Summers is mangoes. We eagerly wait for rainy season and winters.  What do you think?