Lambic pentameter poem

Write As a fourth grader

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In the bright sky where the bluebirds fly,
The sun shines down, and clouds just drift on by.
I see the flowers dance with colors bold,
And all around, the world is made of gold.

The trees stand tall, their leaves all fluttering,
While busy bees hum songs, sweet and fluttering.
In every corner, life is full of cheer,
With laughter, dreams, and friends who gather near.

We play outside, our voices fill the air,
With games and stories, we have fun to share.
So let the sun shine bright on every day,
In this big world, we laugh and love and play!