Poems about the Rainforest
I am a bee.
I fly high in the sky.
Bright sun.
Birds and butterflies .
Beautiful!
Warm day!
All is gay!
Red, blue, yellow, green flowers.
Over the flowers
My brothers and sisters fly. (Katya)
I fly in the middle of
Strange plants.
Rainforest’s my house.
It is in the South.
I see beautiful plants,
I sleep in the flowers,
I drink morning dew.
Dull days are few.
Life’s so good
Of a butterfly in the wood!!!(Olya R)
A snake.
Silence.
No sound
I’m crawling on the tree.
In the rainforest it’s very hot.
Very damp.
Small beetles, everywhere.
Birds shouting in the trees.
But nothing to eat.
I feel hungry.(Rada)
I love the sound of the waterfall.
I love flowers.
Big and beautiful flowers.
At night in the forest
It is dark and frightening.
Under the trees
Dangerous snakes crawl.
When the sun comes
It is hot and gay.
The sun shines,
Butterflies fly. (Masha)
A TREE IN THE RAINFOREST.
I 'M A VERY BIG TREE.
I CAN SEE
ANIMALS
AND BEATIFUL BIRDS.
THEY ARE VERY
INTERESTING TO ME.
I LIKE RAIN.
BECAUSE OF IT , AGAIN,
I BEGIN TO BLOSSOM.
INSIDE ME THE INSECTS LIVE.
THEY'RE EATING ME,
BECAUSE I”M VERY TASTY…(OlYA V.)
I am a frog.
I am a small frog.
Everybody is big around me.
I don’t fly.
But birds fly.
It pains me.
Everybody is big, and I am small.
It pains me. It seems to me that clouds are planets
And puddles are oceans.
Birds are big too.
I am small and it pains me. (Stas)
I’m a happy cloud
I can see people, mountains,
Animals, plants, birds.
I can hear rivers,
Forests, winds.
I'm going for a walk
In the wood
I'm a happy cloud. (Tanya)
I can see rivers, plants, animals, clouds,
Leaves, leans, tigers, snakes,
Fruit.
I can hear river, frogs, monkeys,
Tigers and leans.
I feel happy, good, hot,
I fly.(Alyosha S.)
Bug
I like to fly.
I can see a small river and a small forest.
I like to fly over the ground.
I can hear water meet in the cloud.
I'm singing, flying, dreaming.
I feel free and satisfied.
I fly in the sky.
I'm a small bug and I like to fly.(Olya I.)
CLOUD
I fly above the sea
And then I see,
An island burned
All to ash.
And I'm flying to it,
To cover its
Hot soil
from the rays. (Igor)
ТУЧА
Лечу я над морем
И вижу я вдруг,
Что остров сожженный
Весь в пепле стоит.
И я подлетаю,
Чтоб тенью своей
Горячую землю
Прикрыть от лучей.
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