Emotions

• Dan Mccallum, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2015

Anger, mad, burn
Arrrrrrrrr!! My fists clenching as I see the back of my older brother running away from me with my favourite toy.

Sweet, warm, happy
25th of December, that is when my family come together to celebrate.

Cold, sad, droopy
That is what I felt when my remarkable aunty disappeared.

Shaky, lonely, frightening
All alone outside in the dark, I shiver.