Today my uncle and nanan came over today. I made two more poems today! Here they are!
The night of the wood.©
The forest was dark and cold.
The trees were as tall as sky scrapers.
The wind was howling, louder, louder!
But the lake was silent, still.
Then the wind stopped.
All was silent.
Huddling in the cold cave.
Waiting for the night to pass.
Is a giant shaking a duster in the sky?
Is there a swarm of flies?
Is it raining?
Is it sugar?
Thanks for reading!