Sadness
by Hayley
Sadness is like the colour gray.
It smells like rain on a cold Autumn day.
It tastes like a stale biscuit.
It sounds like a big gray storm cloud rolling near.
It feels like a piano that can only play low keys.
Sadness is a gray cloud always hanging over your head.
Hayley, you have described sadness perfectly. Your use of similes have made this poem have great depth and the words have impacted on me.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this tremendous effort. Well done!
Mrs. Fiebiger