Mysterious rooms

In the room of beautiful books,
Thoughts bombed my head like the sounds in WW2.

In the room of happiness,
I drew a rainbow.

In the room of shiny snow,
snowflakes shaped in the sky.

In the room of naughty nightmares,
I covered myself in looming darkness under my duvet, never to be seen.

In the room of movies,
the big screen addressed itself to the audience.

In the room of dramatic thunder storms,
the rain sat on my umbrella, waiting for the lighting too!

In the room of fantastic fire,
I made a warm cup of tea.

In the room of scared secrets,
sat stolen surprises, ready to be releveled.

In the room of fizzing fireworks,
I jumped up to try to retrieve them .

In the room of terrific trees,
birds came flying in to make a safe nest.

Finally, the room of magic,
stood guarding showing off.