Monday, 10 November 2014

Parents 100 word challenge.

The haunted hotel in the sky,
through the clouds sailing high.
Hidden from the sunshine rays,
darkness throughout nights and days.

Ghosts creep around the cobweb halls,
floating in wait for someone to call.
Suddenly the doorbell lets out a ring,
the ghosts all rush to do their thing.

The door creaks open, lights are dim,
A howling starts in the sweeping wind.
At the door a bear does loom,
He’s lifted by a red balloon.

He’s smiling, friendly and so kind,
ghosts can’t help but change their mind.
They lose their scary, haunting flaw.
A welcoming hotel forever more.

100 Mani's Dad

2 comments:

  1. This is an exciting and imaginative poem! What inspired you to do this piece of work?

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  2. Very Imaginative and unique, I really liked the poem.
    Ollie cooke

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