Life Wonders- Through The Windows of Camp Half-Blood

The daylight passes through the windows,

Making the campers rise to their feet,

A new day, a new morn,

Tinted with hidden away retreats.

Taking their bows and arrows,

And spears and swords and shields;

Theirs will be clashing against one another,

I hope the sorrow heals.

The sparkle on each of their shields I see,

While hearing the waves high and low,

Athena bidding her children a goodbye

And Annabeth giving a bow.

The fire giving out tiny sparks,

The moon sailing away,

The breeze blowing her silver hair,

As she runs acroos the bay.

Heavy rain, burning bolts

Dancing in the sky,

Are the brothers in a fight again?

Oh dear, so I fear, I give out a sigh.

In the dark, a howling bark

I can hear from afar,

Washing the sky with silver charms,

I see a shooting star.

I wrote this poem for my neighbour who is a Percy Jackson fan