My+Best+Poem

My class poems.

A Rainy Day By Alex Aylard Period 4 I saw something beautiful It was outside my door I wouldn’t want anything more Rain falling from the sky Street lights making them shine Most people would just whine But no not me     My parents then told me to go to bed But missing it would be something I dread Now instead I watched it from my window Then in a second it started to hail Watching from my window felt as if I was in jail It was a beautiful sight I was sleepy but who cared So I just sat there and stared