Imagination by Litzy Arcos

In Mexico at the rooftop,
I always let my mind wonder,
and forget the things back home,
every time I am at the rooftop,
I think of school,
I think of otherscholars talking,
and me only paying attention to the teacher.

Beep!!! Beep!!!

Now that I am home I miss the rooftop,
the place where the wind will make me fly,
ike a baby bird ready to take it’s first flight,
even if I stare at my room,
even a single spark of light,
will make me gloom.

Ring!!! Ring!!!

when I finish my work in school,
I daydream…
and think “why am I here in Milwaukee?”
and “ why did my parents leave Mexico it is so beautiful and wide open?”
this summer or next summer when I go there it will say to me
“ welcome to your real home”
and when the wind blows it will make me fly
and I will be strong eagle because…
I am a bird of imagination.