Morning after the storm
by Isla Year 3
Look at the fluffy white-greyish clouds in the sky…
That’s how I know it’s the morning after the storm.
I can see little blue gaps through partings in the sky…
That’s how I know it’s the morning after the storm.
Can you see little shavings from branches off the trees?
Scattered on the soggy ground…
That’s how I know it’s the morning after the storm.
I can see the wide puddles as high as my feet…
That’s how I know it’s the morning after the storm.
Can you hear the foggy, whistling wind blowing around you?
That’s how I know its the morning after the storm.











