I’m
running as
fast
as I
can
with the
flames flowing
behind me, the crowd
cheering loud
in
a incredibly loud
mode sound,
my feet slapping
the hard floor,
people coming in
and out the door.
I’m hearing all of
the ruckus and my heart beating,
I’m holding up
the torch high in
the sky.
I can see celebrities and the Queen.
I’m thinking about where I have been.
I am feeling so
nervous and thinking
about what do I do?
I can see the gold shining off the torch.
This is a dream come true!
I think that this poem is really amazing because it has great descriptive words.
ReplyDeleteHannah and Jorja.