Imagination By Grace Marston

What is a poem? A sad story? A happy story? To me, it is your imagination. What is imagination? You'll find out!!! ->

Deep in the meadows, away from home, all alone sat a girl in red forgetting all her dread, staring into your eyes and waiting for a surprise. You stared back until the sky turned pitch black and away you went in your automobile until you saw eyes the color of an orange peel. You opened your door and shouted, "Anyone there?" but no one came by except for an old hare.

Moral: When you are in bed, imagination is nothing to dread.

Hope you liked it!!! It is going into my school newspaper!