Amazing Kids! Magazine

Walking To School

By Aiza Iqbal


Cool breeze blew through my hair,
Birds were wheeling above this cold layer.
Swaying and mighty trees tickled the sky,
A non-stopping river flowed by.
Rustling of trees, chirping and squeaking filled the air,
Flowers danced with the blowing wind.
This pleasant weather calmed my mind,
Sounds of nature were all I could hear.
As I was walking to my school,
Wearing a coat made of wool.