Recently we had to write a poem about our feelings while we have been in lockdown.
Here is my Poem:
Happiness is a patch of flowers blowing slightly in the wind.
It smells like spring daffodils ready to pick.
It tastes like fresh spring wind.
It sounds like a journey yet to discover.
It feels like a soft spring present that comes every year.
It looks like spring is finally here.
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