The room of the wolves
I stood in the room of the lost and I was scared,
I walked into the room of doom and I had fallen into a big hole,
I stood in the room of tigers,they looked hungry and they chased me out of the room,
I stood in the room of fire and the room went up in flames,
I stood in the room of wolves and they loved me so much
Your poem is very good and I like the way you bring real life into your pieces of work😀
Thx Finnley that’s an amazing compliment
This blog is very fun and exciting, and a lot of suspence at the beggining. Well done! 😄