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HIGHFIELDS PRIMARY SCHOOL
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The
life of a water fountain
It is quite hard to tell
It’s where I live
It’s like a well
I grant your wishes
Through out the night
I’m still and silent
Awaiting sun light
My water trickles and bubbles
Splashing down my sides
It’s like someone’s tickling me
Deep down inside
It might seem as if I’m laughing
But the waters splashing down
It really is my life outside
I’m just acting like a clown
By
Bethany Street
Highfields Primary School - Year 6
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Quack, quack said the duck one day,
Hearing the sound that made him run away.
Hiss, hiss is it a snake or a swan?
I don’t really care because I’ll soon be gone.
Then my reflection faded away,
I don’t know if I’m here to stay
I must go back,
Before the swans attack.
By
Emily Baggott
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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Quack, quack said the duck one day,
I’m going now
because you scared me away.
I can hear the
sound that makes me smile,
But only for a
little while.
The little
ducklings splashed in sight,
As my mother
ruffled her fur, so white.
Then my
reflection faded away,
I don’t know
whether I’m here to stay.
Moving slowly
in the breeze,
As I swam past
the bulls and the trees.
My brother
Ernie flew off,
When my sister
had a great cough.
Now I’m
quietly watching the cow,
When the ducks
had a loud row.
The peaceful
surroundings have now changed,
Now the sunset
has differed its range.
Ashleigh
Glover
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The trees were reflecting in the water as
if it was a mirror
The ducks saw their reflection which made
them swim away,
The greenness of the trees were shining
in the water,
And the swan started to clean itself in a
very strange way.
The water rippled as the wind pushed it
away,
The sun reflects in the water and blinds
my eyes,
The swan sitting up so proudly as the
water makes a triangle shape behind it,
And the ducks quack at me as if they are
saying thousands of goodbyes.
A white curved shape starts forming on
the water from the swans,
The ducks come out of the water and lie
down,
Hours later the waters still rippling,
Then the ducks start soundly sleeping.
By Emma
Fielding
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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I am a cygnet,
smart and wise
I play
everyday and laugh all day
And I say ‘mum
when will I look like you?’
‘When will I
have a neck like you?’
‘When will I
have a beak like you?’
‘When will I
have legs like you?’
‘You get these
things in time, like me’
Dexter
Marks-Barber
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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Sweet
lavender smell
Minty
rough surface
Elegant
swooping butterflies
Landing
on the smooth edge of the curvy plant
Leaves
the sweet aroma behind
So
others may enjoy it
By Kate Hanmer
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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With my feathers white and clean,
People look as they gleam,
With my white beautiful coat,
I drift along like a sailing boat,
Gilding past a lonely duck,
Just hoping it will have some luck,
Always in my dirty lake,
The rays come down to make my feathers
bake,
My cygnets paddle close by,
As I make sure they don’t die.
Jordan
Smith
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The trees open back away
to reveal a hidden gem,
Where lives quietly
Away from women and men.
Hills in the distance
Swans nearby
Butterfly’s come
And flutter-by.
Here in front of me
All around is a lake,
It flows fast and vicious
But no nose does it make.
I have seen it all
I must now move on,
The close behind
And the image is gone.
James Graney
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The cows enjoying the daytime sun
And lying down refusing to run,
I give up and return to the track
Where rains before I put on my mack.
The storm starts and all turns grey
Lets hope tomorrow is a much better day,
In the car I am sad
Because I miss that cow going mad.
James Graney
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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Every
part of the stem had a spike
The
stem itself was very snakelike
The
leaves go small to big like a funnel
Underneath is pitch black like a tunnel
The
feel of the leaves are very rough
Also
they look scary and tough
On
some leaves pink and yellow appear
Others
reflect on the stem so clear
Through the leaves you can see many veins
Tangled and messy like lions manes
Shona Macneill
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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Hiss hiss
Quack quack
Move out my
way
Said the duck
one day
Hiss hiss
But what about
no
Quack quack
Hiss hiss
I won’t budge
But I won’t
count on that
Bang bang
Quack hiss
You deserve
this
Crash bang
wallop
The water in
the air
Crash bang
wallop
I shall give
up
Thomas Murphy
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The golden sun beams on the boat shaped
gunner leaves, Reflecting like a water colour painting
With all the green leaves big enough
To float round the pond
It’s stem merging in to the murky
stream.
By Sam
Russell
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The water
trickles down the stone
As a robin
sits very much alone
He watches the
birds across the sky
Swooping,
darting, flying high
They come back
down to see their friend
A twittering,
chirping, message they will send.
By
Lauren Lincoln
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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The sensory
garden is where I live,
You come to
visit and I will give,
Sights of
beauty for you all to see,
The trees, the
plants, colours and me!
Taste, touch,
hear and smell,
Help to find
animals not to tell,
But you have
to use the fifth sense to find me,
If you want to
find me please look and see!
I have bright
colours, pink, orange and red,
They suit me a
lot, it is to be said,
You can make a
decision if you come to see me,
Please come
and meet my friend Mr Bee!
By
Hannah Griffith
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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In
the bright blue sky
Fly’s the birds they sing a tune
So sweet and soft
Beneath them lie trees and plants
The trees stand so proud and high
If you look you can see
The leaves and branches wave in the sky
Smaller than the brave tall trees
A scent of curry and mint
Comes wafting in the breeze
If you walk away just around the corner
You will find a great huge pond
A hand of wind touches
The water to make the ripples go on
forever!
By
Katie Jordan
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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I come
out of the water and I stretch my wings
I do a
lot of this manly in spring
When
anyone gets near
I’ll
be able to hear
I’m
always strong
But I
can’t sing a song
I can
glide
With
all my sygnets close by
Swans
are so grate
They
swim with there weight
I wish
I was a swan
I will
always go on
By Jade Hewins
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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As they swim through the lake gracefully,
With there little cygnets behind them,
As they get to land the mother swan
scares all the ducks away,
Sitting on land they clean there
feathers,
When finished they set of across the
lake.
By
Sophie Stanley
Highfields
Primary School - Year 6
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