I am white as a cloud in the blue sky
Floating lazily by
I am soft like a feathery thing
Freshly plucked from a bird's wing
I am rough like sand
Rubbing against your hand
I am very mundane
Nothing more than just plain
But I am very useful everyday
Cleaning up messes before they stay
And when you're through in the trash I go
So tell me now, what am I? Do you know?
~END~
Remember during our poetry unit when we had that describing game in class? Where we closed our eyes and chose something out of a basket and then had to describe it? So this was my item. Kind of late, but it's still a decent poem. Enjoy!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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