You are poem
You are a cat,
waiting to pounce,
watching and waiting.
You are the sound of,
an owl flying,
a silent whisper.
You are the inspiration of,
an author,
a zap of of creativity.
You are a snail,
slowly slithering,
along your trail.
You are a voice,
showing the way,
like a shining light.
You are the imagination of,
a toddler,
a train to inspiration.
You are the eco,
a voice,
try find its way.
You are a window,
crystal clear,
like a looking glass.
Hi Martha,
1. I like the line………. you are a cat waiting to pounce
2. What is it waiting to pounce on?
3. How long has it been waiting to pounce?
Good job Martha by Caiden.