Rain Poem
I see Little rain droplets on my windows.
I hear the rain falling, making puddles and my sister snoring.
I taste nothing but my own saliva, I smell my dads fried eggs I'm not really a fan of eggs. I feel as cold as an Ice cube
My heater in my room is warm and comforting, My hands and brain feel tired from doing school work.
Hi Selina, Great rain poem, I like how you made it funny, describing and
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I love this poem Selina. You have written some really descriptive sentences. I like the line about the heater being comforting. Well done :-)
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