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clara-lauraine-mcadam
I am Clara Lauraine McAdam. I have two brothers and live in a flat with my mum and siblings. I have blue eyes and brown hair, and I love reading, writting, drawing, fashion, and more. :) / Please read my poetry here on Hello Poetry.
Oh, I wish the summer would come, So my wonderful leaves would appear, So I could russel in the summer  breeze. So my fruit would grow and be eaten, So my branches would warm up, So I could be bright and beautiful again. I wish I could dance and laugh and play, Just like all the humans all about, I wish I could jump and sing and shout, Just like the humans all about. Oh, I wish the summer would come, So I can be radient and glowing, And so bonnie for all to see.
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Mar 22, 2011
Mar 22, 2011 at 7:57 AM UTC
The Bush
A card sliding through the letter box, Kisses, hearts, poems and admirers. Cheeks flushing red as roses, Hearts skipping a beat. Looking for that vase you like, To put your flowers in. Trying to find out who your admirer is, Sitting for hours on end. Sharing your love with your secret admirer, After finally figuring out.
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Feb 15, 2011
Feb 15, 2011 at 8:03 AM UTC
Valentines Day
It tickles me, With its cold hands. Picks me up and carefully sets me down. It follows me up the road, As I run as fast as my legs can carry me. But suddenly I hear it's whistling voice in my ear, In a teasing tune, Moking me. I turn, It runs. The chase is on now, I run at full speed. But now it's just being mean, Making mini hurricanes around me, And dropping me to the ground. So I go, It follows. I run to my room, It knocks on the window, Telling me it's sorry. I ignore. It goes away, And the sun peers through the dark clouds.
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Dec 31, 2010
Dec 31, 2010 at 1:29 PM UTC
Wind
Fantastic, Interesting, Rocketing a way up high, Exciting, Wonderful and bright, Oh, they are so amazing! Radiant, Keen to see more, Showers down like shooting stars.
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Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 10:31 AM UTC
Fireworks
**The nights are getting darker, The days are getting colder, But it's okay, In every way, Because fun and laughter still happens. It's getting rainier, More daily, But it's okay, In every way, Because fun and laughter still happens. The ground is getting icy, The clouds are getting darker, But it's okay, In every way, Because fun and laughter still happens.**
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Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 8:39 AM UTC
Winter
So very happy, Merry, I love to smile, Like many other people, Ear to ear, your lips will stretch!
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Oct 10, 2010
Oct 10, 2010 at 11:01 AM UTC
Smile
Imagine, You could fly among the stars, Imagine, Humans could live on Mars. Imagine, The sky was green and the grass was blue, Imagine, An earth worm could harm you. Imagine, There was a languge everyone knew, Imagine, Cartoons are real and movies too. Imagine, What life would be like, Without imagination.
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Sep 25, 2010
Sep 25, 2010 at 12:12 AM UTC
Imagine
I walked across the sandy beach, The tropical birds creating a loud screech. The soft silky sand making it's way through my toes, And a small dense of trees, in a bunch, not a row. I inhale the dry, salty air, The sweet aroma of the excotic fruits, too delicious to bare. The sky, deep and blue, The sun shining a ray onto the ocean. The waves crashing onto the sand, Washing over my ankles. The star shaped leaves, On the tall palm trees. I look across the glorious island, Amazed by the magnificent sight.
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Sep 24, 2010
Sep 24, 2010 at 1:21 PM UTC
The Mystery Island
I can't sleep, I can hear something. Someone's here, I'm not alone. It's getting closer, I can hear footsteps in the hall. Someone's here, I'm not alone. One voice, Two people. Someone's here, I'm not alone. The door handle turning, The door slowly opening. Someone's there! I'm not alone! I say "Hello?" They run away. The someone is gone, I am alone.
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Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 11:17 AM UTC
The Presence
*I walk down the street, Like I am in one of those adverts, I swish my hair, and skip to the beat, Of the old man's song. **It is quite a nice one, A lovely rhythm, A shame the song is almost done, I think I will give him some money.** *Then I will nip to the shop, The botuique, Then I will stop at the market, And buy some groceries.
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Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 9:34 AM UTC
The Old Man's Song