Rainforest

• Charlotte Benson, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2015

You have the smell of rain ,
what a gorgeous smell to receive.
You see something in front of you,
oh what could it be……..

You hear all the wildlife ,
above and below your thighs.
All the toucans are screeching loudly,
as you look up at the sky.

As the clouds start to cry,
the night begins to end.
All the animals wake up,
as the trees over extend.