The unhappy statues sit there immobile
fixed to the spot
The colorful cake sits there,
as if a rainbow is spread all over,
waiting to be eaten
like watching a storm arrive.
The trees shake
in the cold like penguin shaking
the freezing cold water.
Why do they look so sad?
Did someone pass away?
Is someone missing?
I am learning to change simile in to metaphor my next step is to write metaphor in my writing
I feel good because I can work by myself when we write.
Painting by Harry Linley Richardson