POETRY

SUMMER IS…

Summer is,

Green trees,

Shining sun,

It’s much fun.

All children happy,

Nobody unhappy.

The nature is beautiful,

Travelling is wonderful.

Fruits are many,

An apricot, a cherry.

They are delicious very,

Children are merry.

FLOWERS OF THE WORLD

My dear lovely mummy,

You are graceful such,

With you every day is sunny,

I love you very much.

                        

I wish you strong health,

Good luck and happiness,

Our wealth is your existence,

Our wealth is your kindness.

My dear, dear mummy,

Never, never tire.

Always be healthy,

It is my desire.

    

MY BOOK, MY SUN

Book is my friend,

I read it, I tend.                      

It always helps me,

It is my future’s key.

Book is a deep river,

Which knowledge runs.

We can use forever,

My book, my sun.

                                                                       Dinora BEGDULLAEVA