May 24

Creatures in a poem

TREES AND FIREFLIES

by Matthew

When I go to sleep

each night

I hear a piercing sound

I look outside

my window

and see a dark green movement,

right,

left,

side to side,

glowing with a a million

little lights
with eyes shining,

yellow and white

in the backyard,

even my mom sometimes,

 gets afraid,

of the old oak tree,

and the mini fireflies.

GARBAGE

By Tony

I am a creature,

that gets bigger every second,

and every second I get bigger,

I take away a second from who created me.

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