Long brown hair flows down her back like waves to a beach.
Although she wears a blue dress her favourite colour is orange.
Alethea goes nowhere without her decorative black sandals.
Her cheesy smile blends well with her pale pink cheeks.
Creamy brown her eyes twinkle like stars in the sky.
She towers above me and has a elegant walk like a super model.
Although she looks weak she's as strong as any boy her age.
By Athena
1 comment:
Hey Athena,
This is a cool as poem and I can really picture what she is like.
I also like the first sentence! Very cool.
Pip
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