Friday, 4 December 2015

Thunder Poem

The Thunder Poem

I’m scared of the thunder because it makes me frightened.
The thunder is loud from inside the clouds.
The thunder will snap at me.

I can look at the spring flowers because the flowers are all growing.
I can pick the flowers.
It is a wonderful spring in the garden.
I can smell the flowers.
The sun is shining from the sky.

I can use an umbrella for the rain from the clouds.
You won’t get wet in the rain.

At night I can look at the stars and the moon in the sky.
The stars are all around the sky.

A great tornado has destroyed this planet.
All the buildings are destroyed.
The people are cleaning up the mess.

The sky look grey because the clouds are grey.