The Secrets of London

by Thomas aged 10

The London Eye,
Stands tall,
Scanning the city,

The River Thames,
Waits calmly,
Peering over the city,
At dusk.

Westminster Abbey,
Sits patiently,
In the icy breeze,
Yawning its head off.

Big Ben,
Stands proud,
To the London Eye.

The Westminster Bridge,
Stretches its back,
As cars go by.

The O2,
Curves over,
Shivering in the cold,
Waiting to be seen again.

The Poetry Zone

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