Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHERE BANANAS GROW, by ANNETTE WYNNE Last Line: Shining from the far away Subject(s): Bananas | ||||||||
WHERE bananas grow The children never know The fun of falling snow. But sometimes where they are They see it as a star On the mountain far. Love it as a star that they Never touch in all their play, Shining from the far away. | Other Poems of Interest...FORTY PERFORMING BANANAS by JACK PRELUTSKY FLORAL DECORATIONS FOR BANANAS by WALLACE STEVENS BANANA by CHARLES GREENLEAF BELL I AM CUDDLE-SHAPED AND FRECKLED by JAMES BERRY THERE IS THAT PERSON by BRIAN SWANN CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by ANNETTE WYNNE A BUSY STREET by ANNETTE WYNNE |
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