As the days go past
The rooms get vast
And the rooms get kind of squashy
Every night I wake up with a fright
As I hear the screams of the unlucky solders
I have a hard time in the day
As solders want it there way
There is this one boy he always says hi
So I have a hard time thinking of a new
Replay I often think that he will die
So I don’t want him to go back to the
Trenches
I HOPE WE BEAT THE GERMANS!
By Rebecca 
i love your poem it has lots of description i could read it over and over again and I wont get board keep it up 🙂
amazing it make me feel like its setin a hospital
amazing it make me feel like its set
in a hospital
great description makes you feel like your there 🙂
:):P thanks for the comments guys
Great poem and good use of WW1
thank you guys for the comments 😛