Very unusual for her to write a poem at home. It's a bit different to things I have seen her write at school. Please can you give me an idea of level too. Many thanks
I lie on the hard, stony wall
As I watch the doves fly above me
It is like I'm in heaven
The clock strikes ten
Everyone fleas to their homes
I can hear my bones crumble as the rain drops on me from above
I can hear the smoke rise from me to the dark, black sky
As my last remaining heartbeat dies
I watch my last tear trickle down my face
My body shivering at the thought
I can feel happy memories disappear
Like a heal of golden sand has been washed up on the shore
However, my enemies I hate are cheering and shouting hooray
As a single drop of red blood flows down my cheeks
It is time for me to pass away.