Poetry in motion. We have been writing poetry in Room 7 this week. We are learning a lot about language devices in poetry. This is Telesia's poem. It is not yet finalised but her draft is exciting enough to post.

A light that beams with joy

Through bad or good cases

The light that it provides

When there is only dark

In your light I forget my misery

For I can face them tomorrow

A light that I look up to

To seek guidance and wisdom

A light so peaceful and tranquil

That shines a path as a guide

A light that I follow after

For it is my sun that shines

brightly towards me

A light that slowly burn

When anger is around

But the light which shines within

Will always be my sparkle