He came back from a soggy day at school
and dumped his watery black bag
on the Floor.
He was thirsty so he had a glass of milk
he walked over to the sofa
and suddenly he tripped on one of his
little brother’s toys.
Now there
was the horrible smell of spilt milk
on the floor.
He put the lovely feeling
of getting a black belt on ninjas across
the floor.
He travelled upstairs
and he put on some nice warm clothes on
and then he came back down to slam
his brain hurting maths homework
on the floor.
He took out of his bag
the humble feeling of seeing all his friends again.
He spread his breathe from his hard day across
the floor.
He played with his nice dog
And after that the dog toys were all over
the floor.
He tidied up the mess that was on the floor
and observed the wonderful floor
and then he high-fived the beautiful floor.
By Dougal Mcadam
Good descriptions Dougal, The Floor seems a dull topic turned interesting and thought provoking 👍