HINEPAU

There once lived Hinepau who was a girl with nice green eyes and orangery, red hair.
Hinepau liked to sometimes be alone signing and weaving flax in the woods away from her family.
Because her family sometimes had a thought that there was something inside her which wasn’t right.
Because of how she weaves and her cousins would just implied that she was a witch just because of her looks.

Message:This poem is a poem about a girl whose family thinks that she is a witch but she dose not care about what they say because she knows that she isn't a witch.