Thursday, September 30, 2010

Out My Bedroom Window by Emma A.

I  see  the  sun,
And  the  birds,
And  the  trees, too.
I  hear  birds  chirping,
And  people  talking,
And  TV  and  music, too.
I  feel  the  hot  sun,
And  the  soft  breeze.
I  smell  the  clean  air,
And  my  perfume,  too.
Looking  out  my  bedroom  window
Is  the  place  I  want  to  be.

2 comments:

Shawna Voorhees said...

Emma, you are such a wonderful writer... You have such a pretty room I'm just sure you look soooo pretty looking out your bedrrom window! Love, Sho

Unknown said...

Hello my sweet angel Emma Rose! What a beautiful poem!! I am so glad that you like what you see outside of your bedroom window. You do have a special room, thank you Sho-Sho for your comment!!
Keep up the beautiful words Emma.
Love, Momma