Which words in this poem are similes? Whose sport is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watch her laugh. I cry hello.

She gives her sport bag a shake,
And laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

Sports are active, enthusiastic, and deep,
But she has promises to keep,
After cake and lots of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to her cheap.

She rises from her gentle bed,
With thoughts of running in her head,
She eats her jam with lots of bread.
Ready for the day ahead.