Her hair is like silky doe fur,
And her eyes are cloudy green like moss growing on a tree,
Her laugh would be exited like someone on their birthday.
Her smile is relaxed like someone in a spa,
And her walk is controlled like a lion,
And her run is quick like a flash,
And her jumping is like a bunny hopping.
By Annie
nice poem Annie
Cracking description of the lovely Suzie Annie. Well done xx