Narrative poem

                                             The Mystery Of Morning Tea

I had yummy morning tea.

A bird flew to a tree beside me.

The bird flew around the corner.

I chased the speedy foreigner.

To me the bird is annoying.                                                  

The bird was full of prying.

His wings shove tons of bugs.

And he ate lots of slugs.

I hope that bird next time

won’t be so mean.

This bird loves to

keep his feathers clean.

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My poem Reflection

I have been learning to write narrative poems.

I got better at making my narrative poems longer by adding detail.

Next time I will focus on different  ideas so my poem has more interesting detail.