Beware of my claws,
as thy capture your breath.
Poisoning every spec of air.
I may be bright;
I may make you cough,
but you might not realise I’m there.
I am vigerous,
I smile in the face of danger.
I cough out smoke.
I flow like a stream;
I am as quiet as a whisper.
It is easy for me, to make you choke.
To defeat me,
you need water.
When I am only one flame.
Beware of my claws,
if they capture you breath,
you know there is only me to blame.
Well done Sian!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It looks like you’ve all been busy with some exciting activities! I love the look of your history trail and Sian’s poem is amazing! Congratulations!