Brooke's Poem

Bang went a falling tree, sizzling fire came through. The bunny was runing in the sunny forest. She was scared because she cared for her baby who was a lady. A bunny is as fragile as a babies' tears. The bunny is as fluffy as a warm winter jacket. The bunny was in the forest and saw a golden tree that was dancing in the wind, its golden branches moving like a mermaid swimming in the sea. The kangaroo saw a golden tree dancing, so the kangaroo wanted to go in.