Feel that heat? The warmth? The sun? That’s where our light’s coming from! Creatures crawling, Spiders bawling, We cannot live without the sun. That definitely won’t be fun. Because when the sun sets Darkness comes.
The River, the Brook, Like a siren it hums, Calling for creatures, To drink and have fun, Little did the lake feature An alligator on the hunt For a snack, Perhaps a child Will come across his path. Lesson: Beware of the Siren’s Song It’s danger, it’s wrong About the Poem; In a small villageContinue reading “Beware of the Water’s Call- a poem”
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