What are you?
You are a horse proud and strong.
You are the smell of a daisy.
You are a Saturday morning bright and sunny.
You are a number eight curled like a snake.
You are an apple delicious and red.
You are Amesbury filled with people.
You are December cold and exciting to open presents.
You are a banana moon floating in the silent space.
How do you smell like a daisy?
We think your poem is lovely.
I like the first one it is really nice.