Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Metaphore poetry

Bird

My friend is a little blue bird,
She talks too much and likes to whisper secrets.
She sings using all her voice,
My friend is funny,
She has a comedic streak
And like a bird she can move really quickly.


Dove

My aunty is a dove,
So white with pureness and peace,
She flies amongst us making laughter,
And she uses her wings to protect us,
My aunty is a dove.

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