Slam Poem - Written by Mei - Li Rose, Year 8
The couch hugs me tight like I’m its favourite person soft as a sleepy cloud. I flop down, “whump!” and the blanket whispers, “Relax now, I’ve got you.” The heater purrs in the corner, acting all proud like it’s keeping me alive. And I’m just here melting into the cushions like warm butter on a lazy afternoon.
