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:
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
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
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