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Wednesday, 14 November 2018

Acrostic Poem

At the last of the day we got to have some fun. The fun I'm talking about is poems. This is my poem that I made.


Whining from the freezing wind.
Icicles falling down from the roof.
Numb fingers for everyone!
Toasting my bread in a cold day.
Eager eye, hunting for blazing heat.
Resting for the rest of the winter.


Rising from below the ground.
Eager eye, hunting for blood.
Dazzling sun, shining bright.
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  1. .15 November 2018 at 08:05

    Hi Reige, I really like the RED acrostic poem and the words that you have chosen! I am looking forward to seeing more of your poems. Keep up the great work!

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