The big mystery

My eight-year-old wrote this and asked if I could publish it for her. I think it’s pretty good.

The big mystery

The darker plants were showing
The stars were falling
The day was coming
The shells on the beach were shining
The wind went upside down
The air was cold
Drip drop
The forest is smiling
The flowers are a mystery.

By Jaime D’Arcy

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The flowers are a mystery

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