I'm a backpack I am opened by my friend the zipper I hang in long hooks and like to stay in one place I also store objects inside me But most importantly I want to see other backpacks other than me
Sea,feel the sun reflect off of you,keep the surfers afloat as they cross you,let your crystal clear waters shine like the moon,a spirit that will never end
Bed, you slep on me, I hear you in the moonlight snoaring, I feel you kicking and rolling around on me, but I don't mind, you do it every night, i'm a bed
hi i'm and i'm mad at you. ya... you. You are always talk about living with Sky and not me. I called my friend Tartarus to swallow some of you. A lot of you stare at Sky's fancy lights of red and orange... Bye I have to go
I am a cloud My home is the lonely cold blue sky I am as dark as the space sky The others are as white as a pure angel None of the others make a effort to talk to me Lonely.
I am scissors. My home is many drawers. Shredding the paper for a present is what I do. A pencil box is my hotel. Valentine's day, my favorite day of all, pink, purple, and red there is no dread. Happiness every day. Joyful when I come out to play.
I'm a backpack
ReplyDeleteI am opened by my friend the zipper
I hang in long hooks and like to stay in one place
I also store objects inside me
But most importantly I want to see other backpacks other than me
Dawn, listen as I whisper
ReplyDeleteTo you as my day goes
On, speaker to me as I
Write my feelings, confused
Annoyed, and filled with joy
The rain falls down
ReplyDeleteSplashing on the ground
Wiping away our bad day's
Where all our troubles day
Sea,feel the sun reflect off of you,keep the surfers afloat as they cross you,let your crystal clear waters shine like the moon,a spirit that will never end
ReplyDeleteI'm a pen
ReplyDeletemy red ink runs viciously
through the paper as my enemy
the highlighter runs me off the paper
writing
im a octopus
ReplyDeletemy ink flows viciously
in the water like a water fall
inking
im a octopus
ReplyDeletemy ink flows viciously
in the water like a water fall
inking
Bed,
ReplyDeleteyou slep on me,
I hear you in the moonlight snoaring,
I feel you kicking and rolling around on me,
but I don't mind,
you do it every night,
i'm a bed
I'm a desk
ReplyDeleteyou put papers on me
papers o me to write
desks
hi i'm and i'm mad at you.
ReplyDeleteya... you. You are always talk about living with Sky and not me.
I called my friend Tartarus to swallow some of you.
A lot of you stare at Sky's fancy lights of red and orange...
Bye I have to go
I am a cloud
ReplyDeleteMy home is the lonely cold blue sky
I am as dark as the space sky
The others are as white as a pure angel
None of the others make a effort to talk to me
Lonely.
I am scissors.
ReplyDeleteMy home is many drawers.
Shredding the paper for a present is what I do.
A pencil box is my hotel.
Valentine's day, my favorite day of all,
pink, purple, and red
there is no dread.
Happiness every day.
Joyful when I come out to play.