My mothers hand by Krista

My mothers hand 

Is smooth as baby bottom;

Her back,strait sticks

Her leg,fat drumsticks

Her laugh,quiet wheeze

Her breath,smoky breeze

Sitting 

Pretty peacefully

My mother

Is wrapped in her warm blankets

Here is a picture of me and my mum <3 

This weeks writing task was a free-verse poem about "my grandad's  hand".We practised using semi-colons, a range of sentences are using better vocabulary.Our poem are based on an original poem written by Gary Oconnell. I chose to write about mother because she was someone very special to me