MY POEMS ABOUT PACIFIC SOUTH AMERICA

SENSES POEM

• I am an Eskimo girl in Kiana, and the weather never
• takes it easy on us, the cold wind blowing everyday until summer
• comes, the cold winds freezes my face so I go back to the house 
• drinking hot chocolate and sit by the warm fire, everyday I feel the soft 
• warmness of those big coats that I wear when I go outside,

senses poem

• every winter I cant wait for the cold to go and
• the warm to come, the warm tropical winds blowing
• on your face, don't forget the big party's and the
• delicious food, chips, fruit, drinks and don't forget the 
• comfortable tropical Hawaiian shirts with pretty flowers around your neck 

SHAPE POEM

• what's
• that tall
• thing, its the
• Osorno Volcano,the
• volcano with nice snow on it peak