Autumn poem

Autumn is a book to be read,loved and discovered.
Autumn's personality is something you could never control.
Autumn is a whero leaf falling from the single tree.
Autumn is sitting by the heater listening to the whoosh of leaves in the wind outside.
Autumn is twigs playing tag in the wind.
Autumn is branches snapping of rainbow leafed trees like a fragile wine glass.
Autumn is frosty grass forming a layer of green mountains eating away at the ragged leaves.
Autumn is leaves getting stuck inside the house as you open the door and and realise it is cold and your body goes frozen.
Autumn is as cold as the north pole the leaves going around house to house around the world like santa's reindeer.

beach story

The 10 metre waves crushed my little brother.  He cried uncontrollably, he punched me mightily because i was laughing like a hyena, he got squashed like a mouse in a trap.  A day of fun and sand ended with some chilly ice-cream.  It dripped all over my hands and drip it finally hit the concrete ground.  My mum made it up to my brother for getting hit that he could have a warm brownie with whipped cream when we got home.