My life’s beginning

I want to paint…

the sound of my parents sacred song it’s like drifting up into heaven.

The sound of rain before I slowly snorringly go to sleep.

I want to paint…

the smell of my mums perfect perfume on her sweet face.

the smell of freshly baked bred busied me.

i want to paint…

the feel of my grandad tickling me as fast as a new racing car.

the impossibility of jk rowling knocking on my front door

i want to paint the ending of my life

One Response to “My life’s beginning”

  1. Harry rushall
    I really like the style that you went for
    What is the sacred song called?
    The way to make this even better is to check the spelling of beside and check through the poem just to double check

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