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The Five Senses Game, by Katherine, 9yo




  • “Someday”

  • Безымянный 111401


  • While looking out of the window that is mine
    You play a game to pass the time
    You use your five senses to find things divine...

    The Five Senses of Winter

    While looking out of the window of mine
    You play a game to pass the time
    You use your five senses to see things divine

    "I see a big flurry of snow"
    "I hear the proud roosters crow"
    "I smell the flowers that are so mellow"
    "I feel the glass that is mine to borrow"
    " I taste the water that flows over the morrow"

    You step back from the misty window pane,
    Away from the majestic pure white lanes,
    Away from the dream of amber plaines,
    You tell me the adventure of your
    Five senses game...

    The Five Senses of Spring

    While looking out of the window of mine
    You play a game to pass the time
    You use your five senses to find things divine

    "I see the raindrops trickling down"
    "I hear the bird chirping like a clown"
    "I smell no sense of dread and gloom"
    "I feel the flowers ready to bloom"
    " I taste my future so happy and bright"

    You take your eyes off spring and light
    You look at me expressing fright:
    "Why do I feel I've taken flight?
    It's a living dream, but it has to end"

    You have no choice but to step
    Back from the window pane
    As before
    You told me of the five senses game
    once more...

    The Five Senses of Summer

    While looking out of the window that is mine
    You play a game to pass the time
    You use your five senses to find things divine...

    "I see the waves moving, in motion"
    " I hear the soothing sounds of the ocean"
    " I smell the wonderful fresh, airy breeze"
    " I feel the sun beating down on me"
    " I taste the saltiness in the sea"

    You step back from the window pane
    as before
    You tell me of the five senses game
    once more.

    The Five Senses of Autumn.

    While looking out of the window of mine
    You play a game to pass the time
    You use your five senses to see things divine...

    "I see a whirl of colorful leaves"
    "I hear the clicks as I knit and weave"
    "I smell the apples that are crisp above me"
    "I feel the future, who I am to be"
    " I taste my destiny - I do not see"

    Appalled by mysteries of last season,
    You can't rattle on about math, facts and reason.
    So you grip your seat and make to rise

    I sensed what you'd do and I say:
    " When looking out of the window of mine,
    How did go your five senses game this time?"














































  • “Someday”

  • Безымянный 111401



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