You are a Saturday by Ella B
You are a cake so sweet like sugar.
You are the sunshine after a rainy day.
You are a Cavapoo in the forest chasing a squirrel.
You are mug carrying hot chocolate.
You are a pillow as soft as marshmallows.
You are a Saturday morning, making me lazy.
You are the smell of a rose dancing in the night.
You are the sound of my mum telling me to finish the poem.
I love this poem. My favourite part is your ending!
Could you give your mums voice a tone?