Yesterday for school I wrote a story titled Sunset over the Lake. This is what it said:
Sunset over the Lake
As the sun set over the lake of glass,
the sky turned from pink to orange to purple.
The ducks swimming in the water waddled back onto land.
The sun said goodbye to the lake and sky.
All the clouds looked like puffs of ice cream.
The lake with ripples of water lightly splashed the shore.
What a wonderful world.