Young Bloggers

      I heard on the radio a forest fire in my town I rushed down to see what it was about I saw something shimmer on the edge of the wood as I got closer and there I stood a marvelous thing flickering in the daylight a fire flower but no one believed me I went home and told my mom it’s just a flower but I knew she was wrong

One blue chair in the middle of the world just waiting for someone to Sit on it.   In a house that nobody Lives in It’s waited and waited And waited . . .