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LIFE AND DEATH

   LIFE AND DEATH

Life and death is made  of happiness and sadness.

It’s full of joy and hatred,

but can be brutal.

I found it in

a snare  wrapped up

in a box of diamond,

cracked and splintering

frightened ready to pounce.

Life and death can

reveal emotions to all,

 remind you of past  memories

that have been lost,

heal and browse.

If I lost it

the world would

Crumble and crack ,

no life or death

on Earth, no feelings, 

no emotions,

not a sound,

just silence.

In my backpack

In my backpack I would take… 

My friend Crumpet dragon to help light my way with her glowing wings. 

A light saber so I can fight my enemies and defend my people. 

A magical bracelet which grants any wishes but can’t grant selfish ones at all. 

A diary with a leather case and a magic strip of felt so that whoever holds it their family symbol appears. 

Crumpet dragon

Crumpet Dragon 

 

Red velvet eyes 

flickering with fire 

spreading warmth everywhere. 

Soft skin 

like crumpets 

toasty like a warm hug. 

Silky jaws 

as gentle as peaches 

and as round as the letter O. 

Teeth as circular as balloons 

and huddling up like penguins. 

Curved wings 

with glowing feathers 

like a sparrow’s wing  

set on fire. 

Calm scales 

spread across the buttery skin 

protecting like a suit of armour. 

A tongue like a baby’s foot 

subtle and boiling. 

At nightfall he snuggles  

in his nest, leaves pulled over him.