This is a my 5 senses poem.
The storm!
I see the rain gushing down onto our roof.
I can hear the birds chirping for help.
I can feel the hot coco burning my mouth like lava.
I can smell the hot brownies that have just come out of the oven. It make's me feel grateful that nothing major happened.
I can hear the birds chirping for help.
I can feel the hot coco burning my mouth like lava.
I can smell the hot brownies that have just come out of the oven. It make's me feel grateful that nothing major happened.
