My treasure poem by Helena
If i were summoned
To take a treasure
I would take:
The sight of gold earrings shining in the sun,
My house standing in the middle of the street,
My family laughing and having a good time.
Birds tweeting whilst its wings flap up and down,
Crisps crunching in your mouth,
Scissors cutting card slowly.
Soft heavy blanket laid on the sofa,
Fidget toys as soft as a pillow,
Slime running through my fingers.
Pepperoni wafting through my nose,
The aroma of costco cake,
Pizza filling my stomach.
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