Cole Student writing 4 (draft)
Heat
It warms, burns, it pains, it heals,
Heat drives life but can destroy is with ease,
It cooks food to perfection but can burn it with the same fire,
The heat gives and takes, heals and hurts,
But when it is gone there is…nothing.
October 23rd, 2009 at 9:24 am
This is a really good poem! you had good punctuation and split up the lines in the perfect parts. nice job.
-Kelsey