The room of books 

I walked into the room of book,  and books flipped throw the book.

The room of sweet,

Sherbet lolly’s and sour patch kids fell from the light.

The room of trees, 

Leaves fell of the trees and layed on my nose.  

In the room of rainbow, 

Rainbows shone above me like a lucky charm. 

In the room of doors,

All the doors opened up at the simultaneously beginning me to walk in.