A POEM called "when it is summer"

Flowers are starting to rise.

Leaves are turning a fresh green.

Oranges are growing on their trees and are nutrients.

Weeds are getting pulled out.

Everybody is jubilant.

Revving the cars to make them work to go somewhere outside.

Suns are rising making it bright for everybody to play in.

A POEM CALLED "OUTSIDE"

The sun is heating everybody up.

Healthy people are getting even healthier.

Everyone is going somewhere outside.

Sunflowers are growing fully.

Umbrellas are not being used.

Nothing is not right.