by Annie (age 10)
I feel the morning sun shining on my face,
I open up and welcome it.
It makes my body feel whole,
With warmth spreading down to my tail.
But I crawl away from the midday sun,
(and come out when it is setting),
Because it is not kind and gentle like the morning sun,
It burns and scratches me 'till I leave.
I am a reptile.