A Riddle
By: Zoe Eng
My mother’s beloved brocade flew away,
To a fairy land it stayed.
Her tears and blood was weaved into her art,
Now that it’s gone,
Pain and sadness fills her heart.
My brothers set off for a dangerous quest,
Hoping nothing but the best.
When they didn’t return from their journey,
It was up to me to challenge the leaping flames and icy sea.
I had my mother’s life to save,
That’s why I had to be fearless and brave.
WHO AM I?
6 comments:
Leju. Also, nice poem!!!!!!!!!
Nicholas
Zoe,
What a smart and unique idea - poetic riddle! Keep writing, you have real creative writing talent!
Coach Jen
Hey Zoe,
Nice poem! I love poems that rhyme, and you made a really good story for it too! :D
Very well written, Zoe. Good job!
Mom
Great poem!
Victor
I loved this riddle! Making a riddle was such a nice idea!
Auntie Sarah
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