Window Poem

Straight ahead is see fast, colorful moving cars.
Bright colored traffic lights.
Different shapes and sizes of buildings.
Todya the sky is much darker.
Sometimes the sky is bright and clear.
The flowers are all bloomed and brightly colored.
Pointing to the sun.
Up close I see the trees blowing in the wind. I
I can barley see the traffic light but I konw its there.