Days

Miserable grey, damp wet Days Days shorter and winters Long Long bleak dark Evenings Evenings as black as pitch. Bright frosty cold Mornings Mornings glistening in the Sun Sun shines cold as the Day Day soon will become night. Snow crisp and White White flurries fall from the Sky Sky as white as the Day Day fades into a crisp evening. Days engulfed with Floods Floods devastating your Home Home unfit to live In In shelter we seek comfort.

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Hazel Connelly

Date: 10/3/2012 6:58:00 AM

Thank you Amanda very true. This poem is actually called a LOOP poem, where the last word of the line starts the next line.

Amanda Sullivan

Date: 10/2/2012 4:10:00 PM

Hi Hazel, great poem just about sums up our days here in the UK. Great write xx :)