Friday 31 August 2012

Personification Story

My Village

The cows sing their songs in the land while their is a gentle sound of trees gossiping. 
The silence means the stars are sleeping while the flowers grow. 
The river was travelling away with the eels as they both prey. 
The rain passes by to say hi but he is too late because the grass is asleep
In the morning the mail boxes are hungry for mail but they have to wait till the truck passes by.
That's my village.

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