A New PLACE
You walk slowly out of the airplane. People form all the world are here. You get your suitcase. And walk into a car. Your tierd you go into to stay. You feel weird. You look outside at all the bilding. You go to your room . It's nice and clean. You look aroud then you lay down and fall aleep.
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5 comments:
You did a good job of describing how one feels after flying a long way. I've felt the same way too. Thank goodness for those nice beds to fall into. Miss you a lot. Love you guys.
That is kind of how it feels leaving the hospital. Ha ha... :)
Emily, you are so talented. Keep it up. R u still writing your poems down in a book? I sure hope so..Love you
Great poem Emily - please wrte more!
If you were at the airport now,could you maybe tell where the people are from, by their clothes, their hair style, and when they talk.
Grandpa and I like to guess where people were from before we knew for sure.
Love hearing from you. I love you - Grandmap
Great poem, Em! Now describe what it is like to eat ramen after not having it for a long time.
(Did your Mom share any chocolate with you?)
(Is Nathan still bouncing off the walls after he drank all 64 ounces of his Mt. Dew?)
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