Point of View Poem
I am confused
Walls and walls but is there an end?
I hope and hope
The trail of food will take me to the end
The smell is overwhelming
So much food
One hamster
I grab a sunflower seed
It is crunchy and salty
kids chanting "Your almost there"
That's when I see it, an opening
I run out and see my pink house
I crawl inside
And fall fast asleep
