Lying in my cold damp bed.
Watching the stars above me.
As one went by I think of a nice big pie.
I was disturbed as in was dreaming.
Bang! a bullet skiffed my head.
It landed in my friends bed.
As the sun rises.
We all awake to our deadly fate.
We hope we survive and rise.
Gas gas put on your masks.
Pee in your hankies lads.
The officer shouted.
People died in that war.
People where lucky to survive.
Time to go and away we go.
By Cerys
I like the bit with the big pie and it is very descriptive by Casey
Really descriptive:)
well done:)
Love it:)
this is the best but it dose not make a lot of sense.
lots of description 😉
Your poem is brilliant i like the bit about the big pie you also had a great use of words. (Josh)
i like it because it really speaks about ww1 and its a nice title also it makes me feel a little sad
good rhyming :p