My I am as Poem

I am as…

I am as tall as a giraffe munching on the crunchy

leaves

I am as happy as a bird tweeting in the trees

I am as kind as a dog bugging for a treat

       I am as quiet as a book worm                             reading in the night    

I am as gentle as a peaceful giant walking in the night

I am as wild as a fraliking horse galping through the planes  

Put it all together,

and you’ve got Jasmine !

My Purple Poem

My purple poem

Purple is delight

Purple is the sight of fresh grapes.

Purple is the sound of the wind brushing over ripe plums.

Purple is the taste of plum pie in the winter.

Purple is the smell of smashed grapes in the picking season.

My Orange Poem

My Orange poem

                           

  Orange is fascination   

  Orange is the sight of sand on the beach glistening in the summer.

Orange is the sound of the wind blowing in controllable over the ripe oranges.

Orange is the taste of fanta fizzing on my tongue.