My family is a beautiful flower
My dad is the stem, keeping the family tall. My mum the petals, keeping the family protected and beautiful. My brother the roots, keeping us balanced. Me the dirt feeding the flower. By Aidan Doherty My family is a forest The leaves wave to my family as we walk past the dark old forest. My mum is the soil, nourishing us all by feeding us. My dad is the big strong trees, protecting me and my brother. My brother is the bugs on the ground, annoying the whole family most of the time. I am the sun, brighten everyone's day. Rylee Deverill MY FAMILY My mum is the reins leading me the right way in life My sister is the voice of a screaming goat giving birth My dad is a firefly, lighting up a jungle of darkness My grandma is my pony, with a heart that never stops loving My grandad is the glue, that holds my family together I am the butterfly, fluttering between each family member. By Keleigh Edlington My family My family are colours My mum is multi-coloured, so when she speaks we listen and do as she says My step-dad is yellow a happy colour, but be careful he can change to grey pretty fast My sister is orange, but be careful she will turn red pretty quick and then she will blow up My brother is baby blue still changing to a dark blue. My dad is also multi colored as well, so he is another boss My stepmom is a red witch is a steaming hot fire and is always angry My step sister is lite pink, also still growing dark. I am purple a sweet soothing color always calm. Jessica Brown My family is a motor bike My dad is the handles, taking us everywhere. My mum the brakes, telling us to stop doing what we are doing. My older brother is the wheels, spinning around having fun. My little sister is the seat, sitting around all the time. My baby sister is the battery, going flat when she is tied. I’m the gears, changing when they want me to. By Alyssa Davy |
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