Clouds
Looking up into the blue sky with a white soft buffed up afro floating across on its back,
Looking like a thousand million bushes of cotton candy,
Its falling your eyes into thinking you can just jump on it like a trampoline,
Now were looking up in the sky and the clouds have made our day.
By Anna and Emma.
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I think your poem is great, it looks like you have spent a lot of time on it. I think you used some great metaphors
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