The Bush Fire Poem

The smokes was surrounding me, I felt that my lungs wasn't working anymore. As the days began to fade the temperature was rising HOT. I quickly evacuate far from the EUCALYPTUS trees and far from the rivers. I took a wet woolen blanket a canned of food and a bottle of water! The bush fires causes damages to houses, the forest are burned and people have vanished. From an amazing journey of a BUSHFIRE traveling through like a jet plane. (Some ideas are taken from a story book)