You are poem
You are a poodle
Trotting through the park,
Like a horse.
You are a light
Blinding people,
Like the sun.
You are the smell of of an orange
In the teachers pocket.
You are a coat
As wet as the grass after it has rained.
You are a rainbows end
Waiting for what will never come.
You are the impossibility of
Quite children,
A warm freezer,
Clean bin.
You are mud
Always smelling bad,
Like a skunk.
You are a bed
Always waiting to get made.
You are a number 6
With a snails back.
You are a tissue
Lying around the house.
Hi,
You are such a good writer and you build a really strong picture in my head as I read it.
1. You can write really powerful poems and other things. I really like the line “You are a number 6
With a snails back.”
2. Why is a poodle like a horse trotting through the park?
3. Maybe you could add a bit more on “You are a bed
Always waiting to get made.”But apart from that it is a great poem and keep up the hard work and good ideas.
Sophie and Freya