Summer by Shreya Poudyal
In summer the sun shine is bright
we get to go to the beach
the apples will stars growing in the trees
we get to go to the park
and my friends home with my family
I like ice creams
I like bubbles
I enjoy playing the games with my friends
I ride bike
I fly kite
And I play with my brother
who is my dearest
I like birds to watch
I like hearing the sound of the stream
I am little bit naughty
but I always do the right things
my brother sometimes teases me
and boasts thinking he is the best
but we are all the best
we play, we love , we care
we are all dear as a family
we get to go to the beach
the apples will stars growing in the trees
we get to go to the park
and my friends home with my family
I like ice creams
I like bubbles
I enjoy playing the games with my friends
I ride bike
I fly kite
And I play with my brother
who is my dearest
I like birds to watch
I like hearing the sound of the stream
I am little bit naughty
but I always do the right things
my brother sometimes teases me
and boasts thinking he is the best
but we are all the best
we play, we love , we care
we are all dear as a family
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