Life That Is In Strife Poem by Jemima PennyWiggle

It's a really pretty sight, when life is never in strife.

You look outside you're window, sometimes you see a flamingo.

You hear the birds sing when you're sitting on you're swing.

The things that you see in life, you wish were never in strife.

At the start of this poem I discovered a problem, but though you don't know i will not tell. Some people in this world are not to well so if I tell you won't feel very swell!

That is one reason why you should not cry. Think of others not just yourself.