Fire Poem

Fire is burning is burning the trees, 

I try to escape so I run through the seas.

I run through the bushes as the rain hits my head,

I go searching to find a bed

It is getting really hot,

The animals are getting the lot.

My throat starts to close,

The sun rose.

Massive flames of fire,

The flames go higher and higher.

The land is burning,

My head is angry and burning.

The trees are getting knocked over.